See a drop of blood darken the snow

Stare at a blinking light for hours

Sit by the phone that never rings

Stow away all the boxes

Build a home with pillars of sawdust

Make sure the floor is quicksand

Slap the walls with posters of faith

And then, paint the front door red

Place your hand on the pulsating speaker

Scream as loud as you can 

Submerge yourself in water; hold your breath

Come back gasping for air

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Sometimes no matter what you do, it never is enough

Even when you run the hardest and for the longest time, you always come in second

What do you do when the simplest thing is cryptic

When even the most precious reassurances are not enough

Everything around you begins to sway 

And you hear a glass shatter in the distance

What happens when the veil lifts?