the ladder to dreams evades
the hopeful who are not strong.
i can't believe i'm all alone
watching the words drip from your mouth
in angry sarcasm
running freely down my skin-
slowly, subconsciously sinking in-
deeper and deeper.
i shut it out.
i amputate my mind so i can forget
that i am not strong.
i live all day in this wretched world.
i laugh when i need to
for the sole purpose of steadying my existence.
friend of many.
friend of none.
i survive each day by thinking that perhaps, tomorrow...
but no, there only remains
the eternal chant within me:
you are not strong
you can't be strong
you must be strong
you're always wrong
over and over and over again.
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