Floor hums low, I match its tone,

Half awake, half overblown.

Breath tastes static, thoughts unknown,

Talk to myself till the echo’s grown.

Heartbeat syncs with the metronome,

I keep time just to stay alone.

Pressure hums under painted skies,

Feels like calm but it’s all disguise.

Count to four, hold breath, then boom—

That sound is comin’ soon.

I’m ridin’ this wave that I can’t outrun,

Every smile’s borrowed, every light’s the sun.

Echoes in the walls hum the same old tune,

I’m here to warn of my impending DOOM.

Step back, reset, same old page,

Rhymes fall fast like digital rain.

Hands in my hoodie, pulse off-gauge,

Can’t tell calm from static again.

Clock keeps loopin’, thoughts derange,

Talkin’ to ghosts with my own name.

Silence shifts, I can feel it bloom,

Thunder whispers in the other room.

Count my fears like they’re numbered tombs,

I know what’s comin’ soon.

I’m ridin’ this wave that I can’t outrun,

Every breath heavier under the gun.

Walls close in, I can’t find room—

I’m here to warn of my impending DOOM.

Tick-tick, slow drip, ceiling stares back,

I whisper to static, it whispers back.

If failure’s fate then I’m right on track,

Heartbeat fades to black.

Ridin’ this wave that I can’t outrun,

Eyes wide open but the light’s gone numb.

Every note shakes like the end of the room—

I’m here to warn of my impending ......