It’s Irrelevant

Breathe…needing me is eminent…

Your emotional fragility is becoming evident.

One hit will alleviate. Two can carry you through.

Three or more your soul and semblance will feel anew.

Whether the effects are permanent is irrelevant to you and me,

Our desires entwine, the need to be free.

You concern me deeply. Your light grows dim.

Living most of your life striving to sink yet not swim.

Pitty and shame you’ve got such a nice heart,

lacking being the right “type”, this world’s torn it apart.

Pitty and shame.. you’ve got such a warm soul..

The weight of being human has taken its toll..

Never the right gender..the right color.. the right origin or race.

Never the right clothes..the right fashion..the right poise or grace.

You either talk too little..or you talk too much…

You should try being more like such and such…

Either obnoxiously holy…or repulsively riddled with sin…

Not realizing they’re the real wolves dressed in sheepskin.

Crippling is our desire ..the need belong,

you in this world…me in your lungs…

You’ll be cast out and shunned by all except me,

my existence will thrive through your necessity.

All this being said, do not wait. Let’s begin.

Breathe….Hold me in…. I am your medicine.