Overwhelmed

I’m the lost boy,
Smelt of smoke and liquor,
And who stared into infinity.

The lights spun,
round and round.
The sounds
startled my quiet heart.
And the people
moved swiftly.

I wish my innocence never died
when I vomited.
It still comes.
Nausea, burning my insides.

Wash my stained clothes.
Give me a bath.
Please! Rid me of the chaos!

- Rasui Akira

written on November 13, 2006 – 3:05 PM