can’t shake the feeling i did something wrong

again

not sure what exactly

but that amorphous sense of impending doom floats

like rabid moths in my center

churning sharks in my stomach

whipped into a frenzy by the subtle scent of blood

lifelines have receded, pulled up anchor and set sail for anywhere but near me

i think i said too much

maybe shined too brightly with emotion

and burned myself to a cinder

now i wait for the inevitable pull of orbit

soon another flashing light as come crashing down to the ground again

i would apologize if i knew the crime

beg for forgiveness

would it fall on deaf ears

hate this feeling

not knowing

just that intuition