Gassed

 If fame was a person.

why do I find

myself screaming after her?

Is it because, her

fatal attraction is the vice to lure me in?

I was happy

scribbling my thoughts

Yet! She saw

potential, she wanted to herself

so onto the world

she propped me up

only to leave me midair.

She told me to be

cool

doing what the cool

do

smoking, drinking

and partying

but she forgot to

tell

these to be a

highway to hell

now I lay imperiled

on floor of the bathroom.

while dreaming of

the stars, she made me to hold

not bothered of the

set, she threw me in

Violence, the back

door she widely opened

I was her slave

finally

widely praised, for

the glory that wasn’t mine.

She already had six

feet imprinted on me

I mean! She dug a

hollow, to swallow my being

she was my friend

so I thought

neglecting, the

lesson she had with my previous heroes

I fell for her trap.

Now a shell, of my

former self

But still she was

unrelenting

gassing on my life

with her venom

yet string me to

the crocodiles

Now I’m where she

always wanted me

regret filled.

I know one day,

they will be light

I will be surely

free once again.