Misery after euphoria,
Euphoria after misery.
Every moment, new dysphoria,
Every kind act feels like trickery.

So round and round
In a circle I go,
What semblance of truth I've found
Has been quickly lost in the flow.

Screens filled with data and words
Too much information, it blurs
Together, thick, unwieldy,
Lacking in trust or fealty,
Too much together,
Lost forever,
A moment.





In descent.

I can see the villain I'm becoming

Why do you deny this truth?

Another source of pain is forthcoming

Another reason to hate your youth.

So cast me out

You can do without.

Grotesque
Disgusting
Three sizes beyond the max

But that's reality

It's the things we cannot change that hurt us
And my life is completely unwanted

You still mean each one,
Even though you mean them differently.
These are feelings I should shun,
But they mean too much to me.