The future looked bright from behind this window.
A year ago, or maybe more.
A little time didn't seem so bad.
But the date kept pushing back and back and back and back.

My eyes have gone square, the corners cut into my brains,
As I stare and stare and stare, bearing witness to the ways
We aim to connect, but often divide.

Call in all the pain, it was spread in different ways.
Draw the net back in, tuck it all under my skin,
Isolated and contained.

There's been a lot of time to ruminate on all the ways that
I've carried heavy moments and distributed my pain.
Clearing out the cobwebs to reveal bigger rooms
Full of armoires full of linens that are covering up my truth.

Call in all the pain, it was spread in different ways.
Draw the net back in, tuck it all under my skin,
Isolated and contained.

The hours seem to stretch and shorten at the same time,
While global crises circle 'round my mind.
Crowded by the knowledge of my neighbour's suffering,
Inducing lizard brain, and my reaction is FREEZE.

As loved ones die, we're waiting for the day to gather about it.
But instead we grieve separately.
Let's celebrate their lives when this is all over.
When is this over? When is this over?

Call in all the pain, it was spread in different ways.
Draw the net back in, tuck it all under my skin,
Isolated and contained.
All wrapped up inside my brain.
Finding places for the pain, while isolated and contained.