I have lost a day to the distance,
for this place is beyond dreams
and past the night.
All is different here, so very different.
I am torn down in the fire by ideas
I can never understand.
I am a child without a voice,
without right –
pushed and pulled,
swayed to either side by desires around me.
My soul is too different,
my ears a curse.
I can no longer speak –
my opinions melt under the onslaught.
I have a mind,
I wonder how to return to life,