BROKEN DREAMS I

I'm right here, standing before my mirror.

Staring not at myself,

But focusing on what I grabbed.

My little red capsules, so little, yet so dangerous.

My mind moving at a pace, my body going numb.

Full of intellection on everything, yet nothing.

Making a probing inquiry and recalling,

Trying to recall what got me to this point.

Every single word, every single action,

All in slight whispers yet so loud.

Searching for that eeny speckle of light.

For that word, anything, really.

I'm searching for something to stop me, anything at all.

I blink, and I come back to reality again.

🪶   HYC