Re-embodiment

I could not get through September without a battle
I faced death
I went in with my arms swinging
but I heard my own breath
I had to face that I'm still living

I'm still flesh
I hold on to awful feelings

I'm not dead
there's no end
my face is red
my blood flows harshly

my heart beats loudly

my chest still draws breath
I hold it
I'm buoyant
there's no end

- The Microphones, The Glow, pt 2