Radiation seeping through my veins.
I’m hallucinating things I can’t explain.
Cloudless sky yet I’m drenched cold in rain.
Dagger in my chest and still no ounce of pain.
People, places. Things and faces.
All seem too ceramic for my eye.
But is it all even real?
Or is it just a lie?
I look up and notice; the moon and sun together.
Cuddling behind a blanket of clouds,
Like they’ve been doing this forever.
Then came the dizziness,
Leaving me on the ground like a broken mess.
Strangers stared down at me,
Then walked away like there’s nothing to see.
Corrosive chemicals and passive particles.
I’m surrounded by the unknown.
Swaying streets and broken buildings.
Living in the eye of all that I had known.
Am I drugged or am I high ?
Because I promise I just saw Lord Voldemort walk by.
And all the others are constantly erratic.
Walking fast then going static.
My conscience is lost,
As am I.
Because I’m trying to find corners in a circle,
And I don’t even know why.
Now fighting gravity I start flying,
Far away from my old life.
Where I used to spend my days,
Trying trying and trying.
You say I’m crazy,
But at least now I’m at peace.
Who knew that a chemical high,
Would end up being my release.
~Megha Bhartiya 💜