I Write Poetry

A brooding urge,
the world parasitic,
burrowing into the crook of my shoulder,
like liquid toxin coursing in my veins,
infectious and undesirable,
like botox forces a stiff smile
As I hear a snap in the dark recesses of my mind
So I laugh and I giggle
I snort helium like cocaine
Convinced all I need is a smile on my face
To take away the pain
I do the same tomorrow
And tomorrow
and tomorrow...
Until I've convinced myself I'm still partial to my sanity
As if I've never heard the devil above my head
Whispering to rip that dreadful smirk off their lips
As if I'm standing there in front of the mirror
Fists clenched and raring
To knock the reflection off its own feet
Like it's a morning ritual
like there will be a victor and a victim
Like I'm not already feeling the coils stretching
For another repeat
Another snap
Another inhale
Another deep sleep
To let the devil back in

~I'm laugh(dy)ing inside