THE BREATHLESS BALLROOM

"You scream, the ballroom screams you back

You choke, the chandeliers go black

And in the sudden silence you can hear

The sound of someone breathing in your ear

Not yours, the breath comes in too slow

Then something whispers

'You were never short of air,

Just afraid to let it go.'"

Mused from The Lunatic Gardens mythos, this piece reflects the moment fear stops living in your mind and begins living around you.

Where panic grows in the cracks of terror from losing control—inside your own mind.