Noise of Waste
(Momma Help Me)
The following is almost verbatim from my deviantart description, so if you you've read it there and feel like you're having a bad case of deja vu, that's probably why.

Written at about 3 in the morning the other day, when I couldn't get to sleep due to these industrial/tech noises and strange voices that seemed to be coming to my ears from a distance, all careening like mad through my head. Then, a particularly strong one started chanting "Momma help me," which became the beginning of this poem-thing. That's never happened to me before.

and so, without further ado, the poem...
momma help me

my head is hurting
and i can't breathe

drained my life away
through a busted sieve

can't breathe

the room is spinning
and i can't eat

there's people shouting
and i can't sleep

can't breathe

momma help me

all i need is what i
can't have
           running faster

can't eat
          dying slower

can't love
          spinning out of reach

can't sleep

...help me...
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