to be real
in a false
world

is like wearing
a corset made
of your own
bones

your heart
weakly beating
beneath your
armour

it pulses red
fist shaped
and ready
to fight

the creatures
that lurk
like spectres
in the dark
corners of
your mind

it's not up
to you if
you win
this fight

only you
try, you
try, you
try

some people drink
to remember

others drink
to forget

I drink
water

Who are you??

I don’t know.

Some people eat dreams

for
breakfast

and
lunch

and
dinner

and it's not even because
they can't afford food