Transition into distressful uncertainty,
when mortal midnight insecurities rule.
Enter the economics of pain,
where supply exceeds demand.
The vista is unearthed by
rivers of mental diarrhea
that dance in an adrenaline-induced high.
A fractured confidence wanders
through a dense fog of
vulnerability.
The road no longer calls for me
and thus ceases to exist.
Comforting nightmares confirm
where I don't want to go,
but they have yet to define my destination.
Where is my lighthouse in this analytic tempest?
Author notes
AP English 12: Defining Moments
3 June 2008
