Trying To Escape Poem by Matthew Boisjolie

Rain drops like a hurricane,
falling from my lonely eyes,
causing mass flooding and extreme chaos,
the marines are marching to the exits,
all along marching on top of my feelings,
each step, my heart fluttered,
causing the rolling earthquakes that tear apart the land,
stretch the skin, to the point of breaking,
like the shiny look of a blade,
i see my reflection, and fall to the floor,
wet from the precipitation of the heavy emotions like a blanket of fog,
look at what i am, look now who i have become,
i change styles, and still see the same person,
i change looks and still see the same pain,
hope for the best, but look towards the worst,
chopping up my life, and snorting it to get it back,
trying to chase the past, like a dragon, that i can never catch,
in my mind, i re-enact the situation, on a big screen - repeat,
no matter what i do, i cant escape myself.