Escaping~ Poem by Nika McGuin

“nights pass so much quicker
than the days did”
in The Weeknd's Canada
I envy him for that
for me both the days
and the nights screech by
filled with a different sort
of nothingness, wasting
my life away, just as they do
less inescapably maybe-
at least that's what I tell myself
For the addicts he speaks of
life seems a downwardly spiraling
funnel of partying and self-destruction
but at least it starts out as fun
convincing themselves that
a non-recreational drug
can be recreational for them
am I any different really?
Convincing myself that
being alone is better than anything
and I'd almost believe it too
if it were not for those meddling signs
everywhere, constant reminders that I “live”
outside the bounds of acceptable normalcy
I'm sure that addicts feel that way too
it's what makes the days
feel so terribly long
and the nights
something they can,
escape into