Sweet release
granted to me.
Ah, the glory.
The bittersweet,
the buttery, the savory.
The shallow pools
of syrupy glee.
Ahhh.
There he is.
The ******* me.
Over and over
again and again
for all of eternity.
Take a trudge through
the mud pit
where my mind used to be.
Track little pieces
of the old me.
Knee deep in thought
about absolutely
nothing.
A swamp of uncertainty.
When you finally recognize yourself after years of seeing a stranger in the mirror.