Right

Wine that soothes my swelling throat

Bathe my head with bottles of vodka

Suffocated in a room of smoke of cigarette

Has eaten crunchy pieces of thumb tacks full coated with curse

Lied on a bed of sharp blades reminding the smoky past

Couldn’t rid stabs that torture my back.

Blood that kills me makes me safe and sound, swathe me slaps of truth.

Muddy knees, and feet filled with blisters caused by crawling back to you, pulling your cold hands.

Asked the densest expression of “comeback” as I knelt down.

Cut my bare tongue to hinder lies.

Gases of positivity cleanse my mind.

Embrace reality; hug the thorns of being left.

Heal the poor eyesight; foresee wildest dream.

Guard invincible heart; be happy.

Wear the cape of veracity.

Wake up!