Assemblage 23
Surface
Fall, seize
I am merely debris
Scattered along the ground

False rage
A man in a cage
An explosion without a sound

Drawn in
By the deafening din
Crumbling into dust

Look down
Watching me drown
Choking on my disgust

And when I surface again
I will not breathe the same air as you
And once my enemies are slain
My lungs will drink the liquid sky

Sink, sleep
Drawing me deep
Pulling me underneath

Push, strain
For the distant terrain
Struggling just to breath