A place where I may cower
For many a hours
Locked away
A safe place to stay
Too steamy to see past my nose,
Making the ceiling ooze and cry with I.
As I also attempt to inhale
the thick air full of
hopeful positivity the universe has to offer
And exhale the faint recollections that make me desolate
I’ll contemplate how it must’ve been for you
When you collapsed and laid there for who knows how long
Then I feel a burning in my core
My head aches from those thoughts,
All I can think to do is to scrub my skin
But the toxins lie from within.