Poetry

Apotheosis of a Man

cheap sex and meth
draw me to my death
like the sirens of the sea
seducing men into eternal debris
neon screens keep me hooked
barely enjoying any of it
chasing the constant high
this is my destiny
plugged into this reality
i have reached my escape velocity
i shall live in the high and die by it.
Apotheosis of a Man
to something more than he can be
being invincible, though mere a feeling
something to escape his pointless existence
skipping life on a spree.
you're standing on mountain made of skulls
the same hands that pulled you to the top
will one day punch you down
i see it coming for me, cold and distant
run, run away, while you still can.

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