Just an insignificant,
Collection of dark atoms
Waiting for some something,
That’s never gonna happen
Their words distort and oscillate,
Fade then disappear
Deep into that choking void,
Of their own hate and fear….
Shy, sensitive,
Emotional, honest,
Gifts from a mother,
Retained like a promise
But disdained by the others,
And used as my weaknesses
Just to draw all eyes away,
From their own idiosyncrasies
Overwhelmed, imprisoned,
Stilted by ones thoughts
Snared and unspontaneous
In Hell now one is caught
Beating back perpetual doubts,
Ever only self-imposed
Lying burnt-out in this vapid rut,
Anxiety overflows…
My reality fractured,
Splintered by doubt,
Stifled by meds they so freely hand out
But still caught in psychosis,
That clandestine mission
Its objective, to escape,
This human condition…
Pulse racing to get home,
Escape the social helter-skelter
Close the door on chaos,
Solitude my only shelter
But what lies inside these walls,
Cannot truly flee ones foes
One look within it’s obvious,
… Sole creator of my woes