Dropout

by Jacob R. Moses

At the school of hard knocks

I’ve come close to dropping out

Twenty years of dark thoughts

Intruding my drug battered brain

Diagnoses do no justice to the

Agony I feel on a daily basis

The variety that varnishes the vexations

Vibrating through my varicose veins

Protruding is the vice, the addiction

Gripping me even after five years

I need no black hole sun, for the rain

Vehemently masks my soaked face

Wash away the anguish, the anxious

State of being satiated by sorrow

I vomit the blood of my life force

Spitting into a sharps container

Disparaging the needles of the

Netherworld, shaman of shame

Departure of my delirium, I yearn

To graduate from this university

If only to brag and flex against

Fleshy demons and their voices