Assimilation

I.

Monsters creeping up my bed

Staring at me with their bloody eyes

Murmuring these venomous words 

And inundating my soul 

Like a marionette and a marionettist

I am everyone’s but myself

Abandoning authenticity

Assimilating in society

 

II.

If there is only one thing

I desire: a drought

Until I see cracks on the floor

And can’t “drink” water no more

If there is only one thing

I desire: a barrier

Propel me in my own path 

And fly high to the sky 

 

III. 

Would now be too late

To stop me from drowning? 

What are you looking for?