Acid Reigns

Again, I wonder

how it is that I can breathe.

Around me the waste of the world rots

and the moments of my life

quickly decay.

Surrounded by smoke masquerading as air,

I weep, and my tears turn into acid rain.

I burn, as each bead falls and braille's my skin.

Maybe I should sleep,

Maybe I should swim

in the ocean made of sin.

Maybe I should cleanse myself with turpentine.

And drink down the drain-o

to clear up my veins.

As I boil in the heat of a single sun,

and freeze in the ice of the dark side of the moon.

As my soul evaporates

into the thundering clouds,

I still attempt to breathe.

Breathe through my humanity,

breathe through my insanity,

and walk through the shadows

embedded in my eyes.

#Poetry #Sorrow