Am I destroying my brother?
Am I destroying myself?
Perhaps I have gone too far.
Crossed a line.
Awoken a beast that cannot sleep.
Can I shoot it?
It rustles in the reeds, it sounds like rolling thunder.
The steel melts in my sweaty grasp
I am so afraid of everything,
of everyone.
Will someone press pause?
I need time to think.
So many things can destroy me,
A herd of cancers in this concrete jungle
that trample me,
leave me immobile,
leave me crippled.
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