Shrinking

Lyrics: The walls are moving closer but I don't remember them being so far away. I used to run from corner to corner, now I can touch both sides without moving my feet. The ceiling is lower than yesterday. Yesterday I could stretch. Today I'm learning to crouch. Tomorrow I'll be folded. The air tastes thinner. It takes more breaths to fill my lungs. Soon I won't need to breathe so much. Soon I won't need to breathe. I call out but my voice doesn't have room to travel. It bounces back and hits me in the chest. I'm swallowing my own words. They taste like rust and old perfume. The door is still there. The door is smaller now. Was the door always this small? I can see the lock but not the keyhole anymore. My hands are getting bigger or the room is getting smaller. My heartbeat echoes off surfaces that are closer than they were five minutes ago. I'm running out of distance. I'm running out of time. I'm running out of room to run. Can you hear me? The walls are— I'm learning to be small. I'm learning what it feels like. It doesn't hurt as much as I thought. Actually— maybe I was always this small and the room was just pretending to be bigger.