Wake

psychedelic dreams his escape,
but I chase them away,
for a life again,
wake and feel pain of self inflicted decisions,
alarm screams out my name,
WAKE!,
wake the demons inside my head,
I begin my life again,
prick, lava-lamp-like solution drawn back,
with a HUSHH! my eyes roll,
back into my head,
and only for that day,
dressed as a butterfly to camoflauge,
hoping to conceal wounds,
but venom is inside and all is new,
crossed his line,
he floats like a butterfly,
catching himself with trembling hands,
everything about me is fragile,
no complaints,
scar tissue, resides, builds,
till the day all pain stops.