Now’s the time to spew
to get rid of the toxins brewing inside,
to purge what is eating away, living, crawling,
ruining every facet of my being.
You sit there and say this and say that
spewing shit-words, just words
they mean NOTHING to me.
I’m numb, everything grey-
I can’t feel anything anymore,
it’s all slipping away,
I’m falling further,
sinking lower
and there’s nothing I can
do
or say;
and yet the reel rolls,
and my movie plays on.
