To The Beat

Tell myself to let go, not possible with this information overload.
So many words, too many emotions, pitter-patter on my heart,
leaving me half-baked, and I sigh.
I shake with fear, breathing is hard these days.
Staring at the wall, autistic to every call,
of the outside world, feels natural to ignore.
I scream, in vain,
Let me in, let me in.
I pray,
Let me in, let me in.
I forgive,
and I hear you scream.
Let me in, let me in.

Let me go, to the flow, to the beat of all around me.
Let me fly, fly fly fly,
Away.
Away.
and away.