Escape

All is shades of black
and white and grey
and sad cloud underbellies
that hide silver rumors
from the soul.

There is no way out.

There is no way out.

There is no way out
until there is.

Sweat and motion
and words and sounds
of clash and hurrah
call to the inner desert
and cold silence.

Ceilings crack
and buckle as sweet
agony burns the air
and sucks life itself from the dark.