Drink yourself silly
On carbonated words
Pumped full of sugar
So that you keep running
With no goal in sight
Just the path you’ve been led to
And endless encouragement
To guide you along
So far from the start
That it feels like a myth
So trapped in the dark
You forget what you miss
But the fructose still flows
Siphoned right through your ears
To cut the supply
Is to drown in your fears
A Life in Poems 