when will I ever add or multiply ‘x’ and ‘y?’

Once upon a time,

Isn't that how fairy tales are supposed to start?

A man and a woman.

Fall in love.

And live happily ever after.

Isn't that how they all end?

Oh, not anymore?

There's too many dragons getting in the way.

the monsters have moved
from under the bed.
they're living all around you,
all throughout the life you've led.
the demons no longer reside underneath,
but are the reflections
in the mirrors,
staring back at you and me.

And every eight years i became someone else, it was as though i was a pilot, living vicariously through my-selves, until

one stuck

And began decaying in a foray of dying cells

Mucked

In gray hairs, and ridged nails

Locked thoughts and rituals

Blinding me
Binding me
Writhing in me

From the lights of tomorrow

I tried to find peace, in my reduction to ashes

Soundless peace

Humming me to sleep

In the eve of my memory to the masses

Stashed in caskets and data logs

Crashed in depressive fog

And with time

I'm completely gone

With time

Nations will rise and fall

Land following suit

Giving way to life within a womb of the most delicate of wounds where a flower grew

Where life is born anew
Cycling through the blessings

Hoping something catches

A woman walking past,
                      grunting in pain, alone
dragging her feet, as if
                        it's her ****** past.
On  immaculate white
                            marble floor,
a big blob of blood
               *
                  *
                        splatter
          ­                             *
                                                   *
                                                

                                  a mutilated hibiscus.
                          Two eyes look on stunned