When did I become the enemy?
Knowing the wrong part of my brain undergoing a reality check
Getting home at 4 A.M and treating everything with evil intent
Not realizing that the guidance I needed was laying one wall over
Coming back after months of remembrance and reality becoming reality
Only to be treated and remembered as the next piece of trash to be thrown away
The lies and misconception that toxic organisms can have on a soul
Weighs so heavy to the point of a loaded gun against the bone.