They're like waves
Filling my brain to the brim
With clear salty water
Sandy salty water
Is it I that is sinking?
Or simply the tide rolling in?
Is it dragging me to the bottom?
Or crawling up my body?
Either way it fills me up
Till my brain is close to exploding
The ocean breaks down my brain
As if it were a rock turned sea shell
As if it were a mine being carved into
But its not that beautiful
Its just breaking into pinky chunks
The consistency of mashed banana
The color of a dying pink pig
What is wrong with me?
Something that could've once been beautiful
Has become this
A monster within itself
Using words to convey emotions
Using analogies to make pain beautiful
Why? Dear reader, why?
Why do they pull my veins out like wires
Ripping them out to repower
Reprocessing me
Filling me with their energy
Make me feel alive
As though i was human and not just a vessel for mental illnesses
Not just a vessel for the pills
Or a vessel for blood and tears
I want to be normal
I want to be okay
I want to be everything I'm not
Why am i like this? I ask again
I get no responses
I get no answers
Not a mutter
Not a sigh
I'm alone here
In my dying brain
My fucked up brain
My pill induced brain
The nerves cut off from each other
Cut off from the world
What are people?
Are you even real?
Am i?
Are we all just figments of someone's fucked up imagination?
After all we're just living to die
Riding this ride into the void
God im never gonna end this poem
Or rather a fucking rant
Fuck
Bye.
