Silence! Silence!
Let me breathe.

The air hangs heavy,
a thick fog pressing
against my ribs.

These days, chaos and ruckus,
greet, 'good morning',
like a cacophony of alarms.
At night fear tugs at the hem of my dreams,
and doubts kiss me goodnight.

Silence! Silence!
Let me breathe.

My thoughts have spiralled,
a carousel spinning too fast to dismount,
and sleep dances just out of reach—
a marionette with tangled strings.

But,
The world, too, is bound.
Its heart beats erratically,
a clock with shattered gears.
The...