Timetrap

I'm sitting in a warm soft cradleI watch myself in the distanceMy joy-flow becomes a deformed smileAs recognition breaks my staidnessStroking wind rises, shapes a funnelAnd takes me to another placeLight lifts me up from depthBut darkness numbs me on the surfaceNever never ever wake me upFrom my dreamMy body is choking in its sweatEverything prompts this idyll is fakeTime slows down and gets off againClimbes up on my legs like a snakeAdrenaline-dope excites wish of lifeBut the reality shackle binds me tightWish of life pumps adrenaline-dope