I know how to know how to start it's it's not even clear it's just fragments a parking lot that's all ordinary empty lines street lights buzzing flickering like sick neon teeth night to White to loud and silence and then then take game voices first laughter sharp cracking through the air bottles clinking glass on asphalt shattered I thought maybe if I just looked down kept walking I can visible yes if I made myself between my fingers fast steps keep moving pretend save but the sound followed closure louder a group stumbling Spain were thrown active wars catching on me stuck like hooks and skin hey you shouts are going my chest tight no answer just walk but it will close drank Shadows forming balls I smell now I think I tried some B-Class mistake rock hence pushing jacket and cold air and skin panic no space too many micro-locked correct or shattered before leaving they left harder fun they said just for fun strip show white sushi voices all around so smoldering modern at mind my arms pulled fabric during laughter sharper than knives I wanted to scream novels broke came back inside echo only mine nothing out nothing heard my chest burning pier stench sweat fingers glowing places for noise everywhere my mind split into two shores timefolding pending seconds hours I don't know just endless I close my eyes I thought maybe if I didn't see it would stop but the heat pressed in jokes were sharper hyena Turing for illusion no rage no anger worse again my mod my body turned into touchline and then silence just silence they were gone like smoke like nothing I was left standing crooked clothes and have torn skin was burning all their slicing alone in a yellow light cars land up dead steering with glass eyes I stumbled in hand press deep useless my hands shaking so bad breath rage chest still breaking I don't know how I got out how I walked how I draw only Ted the ground was tilting the night to White and inside charts broken laughter still feeling the claws of it then we're gone