Fiction

I took a tab of acid once hoping I would see the world.
I live in a fucking dream.
It woke me up, and I saw reality.
It was a nightmare.
A slap in the face, really.

You were a monster
I was fighting and fighting
I thought I was dying
I thought I did it to myself.

I keep thinking if I leave
Maybe I have a chance of happiness
as if
starting over will solve my problems
but what if it doesn’t?

Iced in for three days straight
and you are my solution
you are my salvation
if I keep telling myself
it’s because I’m bored
maybe it will turn into the truth.

When it comes down to it
I was alone
in the waiting room
in the dark room
in the post procedure room
alone
and that’s how I’ll get over this.