[mary Jane] Poem by Empath In flames

The world slows down for me,
In layers of paper and green.
Flames I continue to ignite
The ashes I stare,
Till the flame is unclean and obscene.

I have adapted a world,
To which I control.
No one understands what I see…
My body moves fast.
My brain is wide and slow.

In silence, I numb my ears….
In darkness, I confront my fears….
In sleep, I lose my mind….
In time, I will be blind…

In emotional toil,
I slave myself.
My ideas range,
From logic to foolishness.
As this vertigo wave,
Drowns my eyes.
I flicker through other worlds.
Reaction is lost.

I’ve, cried a little….
I’ve died a little…
I’ve tried a little…
I’ve lied a lot.

As the smoke,
Plays with my lungs.
I cough,
I choke.
And when this feeling
slowly fades,
I ignite the flame.
And start again.

In silence, I have numb ears…
In darkness, I’ve become my fears…
I sleep, with a heavy breath….
In time, there is only death…

I’ve cried a little….
I’ve tried so hard…
I died a little….
These lies I keep….

~Empath~