Breathe me in.

I sit back, relax and glance in the mirror
My reflection ducts, the seamless transition stays clear;
Articulate visions start to creep up, crisper than leaves crunching in the late October month;
A waterfall of euphoria leaves me drenched,
Finding bliss in the darkness, the bottom of garbage bins.
Brushing judgment aside, I'm engulfed in archaic lessons.
Recognizing life for its beauty in the midst of my depression;
Muted with drugs, my cognition clouded; Constant marshy neurological substances being eloquently capsuled
SSRI's never alleviated my "symptoms",
Same ideologies, same kid, same perspective.
Take life for its lessons, all with a grain of salt, grapple with isolation and embrace destruction till it dissolves.