1. the antidote
everyone, even me.
All my secrets are now reality.
So very selfish to want what I need.
Exposing my weakness, I begin to bleed.
chasm of my mind.
Feel the fear and leave behind
all these delusional and childish ways.
When I think of tomorrow, I long for yesterday.
into the same old strange.
A brand new vision – one that never changed.
Your poisonous words hide my frozen screams.
I found the cure, the antidote to dreams
Apathy hangs like lead anchors pulling my body down
It chokes me with snakes that spew from dull eyes
Distained, I rot from the inside along every hollow fissure
Constricted, I hold my breath, hoping for an end
Disgusted, I dream no more
carelessly, like a child,
through who I once was,
Where weeds have overgrown,
No one knows me
or pays me much of a glance
My salted whiskers and tired eyes
Last life’s friends have forgotten me
And we are each other’s ghosts
In a place that no longer exists.
I am a stranger in my home.