Transition

Run
Something's moving underneath
Not loud enough to name
Footsteps without Direction
Throughts out of frame

Every moment leans forward
But never arrives the same
Time feels slightly out of place
Like it's holding something back

Every Second leaves a mark
But never shows where it caught
There's a shape forming in the quiet
Still too early to see

If you feel it
Don't ask why
Some doors open
Just to pull you inside

If you hear it
Stay close
Not everything meant to break
Just stay away
It's almost here