recluse
shut in by shutting out
ignoring everything
remembering everything
truly incorrect I know my ways to be
still continue to dream a dreamers life
for so long so much in one direction
it seems impossible to turn and shift that emotion
it will not go away, I am obsessed with what I cannot have
growing always is the gap inside me, empty, hollow, dark, and lonely
drug filled mind can move with ease, smile, talk, pretend
but surely like rain on the couldiest of dark days
it reverts so the only path easily followed
everything is what I cannot remember
all lost in a toxic, blacked out slumber
everything I cannot ignore
always right at the door
to shut it out, I shut me in
now i become
a recluse
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