The reality check
Hits heavy through my chest.
My performance is poor -
Yet, I claim it is my best.
Confusion!
Delusion!
My brain spits out some useless clues.
Conclusion!
Denial!
Now the circle is back -
It drags me down again.
And my blood’s running black,
Failing to pump through my veins.
Reduction!
Abstraction!
My heart keeps chasing my sick mind.
Attention!
And anger!