Toxic

I cannot seem to see my way
Past the pain in my back.
An axe in my ribs.
A squatter
Refusing eviction.

So many seem to have to take
Drugs to fix the pain.
That dont seem to work.
Just barely
Sustaining discomfort.

I cannot seem to see my way
Past the haze in my life.
An axe in my heart.
That shattered.
Exposing illusion.

I do not want to be this way.
I will not take the drugs.
To hide the stinking mess.
Now toxic.
Requiring removal.

© Giddybird

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