Detox

 

Day one of detox

Day two of dread

All these echo's, voices, screaming

Their grave bound children

Racking my head

 

The nightmares, those cold dreams reappear

Into my mind, a hot rusty brand

My flesh to sear

My smile, a simile for the end, the true end

A sign, girl children and their offspring

Falling from the sky, involuntary suicide