Eleven

Can you feel me? Imperfect and unrefined Put myself in your shoes every time Walk a mile in yours and listen to And feel you Really feel you Eleven reasons why when you opened that door When you stepped through the gate Now you can't run fast enough The slithering black How it will spread Eventually it will take you But you keep moving ahead Can you hear me? Can you feel me? Do you hear me? Don't deceive me Will you ever release me? Disappointments creating cataclysmic quakes Crumbling down onto her vulnerable head More than she could handle Or so she had thought Filling her up with an impending sense of dread But it was all in her head