#coaxes
It arrives uninvited.
Quietly seeping in like toxic gas,
suffocating and poisoning
any thought etched with love,
leeching its happiness.
It unpacks anxieties,
dressing me in layers of loathing;
scraping insecurities
to let it rage on my being.
It gently coaxes my mind
painting every thought a shade darker
letting it heavy
myself to detachment.
It purrs and studies
getting comfortable;
morphing reality into a self made purgatory.
Slacking and barely coping with the pace of reality,
it tears fibers to root itself
allowing it to grow with every beat
leaving no energy to breathe.
Emptiness
Loneliness
Detachment
Stillness
are all back,
heaving my eyelids
leaving a trail of labels
down to my chin.
Until my hollow structures
implode into dark matter
leaving me one with the abyss.
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 6:15 AM UTC