"Slip"

Slip

With me

Into this new dimension

Reality

Intersected for fifteen minutes.

Feels like hours,

Having visions,

Mental institutions and prisons.

Only reasonable ending, right?

I’m only being realistic,

They pretend realism is pessimism,

But they’re stupid if they believe that,

When we live in this clusterfuck of a world.

Lying in bed all day does not get you a job,

But even with this motivation I have to do so,

I cannot lift my head from this pillow,

Or bear the thought of looking another person in the face.

Jobless, on SSI for anxiety, trauma, depression, petty shit,

While I can still walk,

I should be able to lift myself up.

A fuck up, nothing more,

Call me welfare bum,

Call me what I am,

Crazy, call me what I deserve,

Call me whatever, do you think I care?

The cells in my brain are dying

While the cells in black site prisons are being filled

Can you really blame me,

For not giving a fuck?