Regurgitate.

[rewiiired]

Breathe in now, hold it back
as maya spins around you
like a thick cocoon,
suffocating,
trembling from lack
of sustenance.

It was all about survival,
just survival.

Swallow your own venom
like a good girl.
You've built up such a tolerance,
just keep on sucking it down
till the bitter end.

It will keep you alive,
sure to keep you high.
It's the only fuel that remains
when all else has crumbled
or gone cold.

I know, I know,
it was all about survival.

Now your mind is spinning in circles
like the needle on your compass.
Everything is blurring
for it doesn't feel right
just living a shallow dream.

And I know it was all about survival,
the instinct to overcome
and when hunger grows
and addictions cannot be thwarted
you have nothing left
but yourself to turn on.

Such a sorry state, my dear.
Regurgitate before
you disappear.