As I circle the rim of deception
Who shall ensue their venom
When shall my lusty rainfall cease?

All is forgotten

As ‘Sick’ lingers over my door
Manifesting my being
To help me move on
To far-off sensibility

I’m hit hard and I crumble
Tidbits of my soul drop with a “ting”

As they fall to the forsaken floor
As they ensue the damned.

In cryptic sarcasm
You try and pull me back
A taunting of many cruelties

Let Go

I seep through, slowly receding
Until nothing lingers
And you glare impatiently
When it takes a few moments

For me to fade…