Pen, paper, go!
What’s my next word?
It’ll come to me
I know

Water doesn’t choose
Nor does an athlete
They happen
Like you

How could this happen?
How?

Ukraine
A land of beautiful people
Surviving

My friends
Their families
Torn asunder
By one man
One evil dictator
How?

I remember lights
On approach
That building feeling
That wonder reeling
That six feet under ceiling

Jumping from my grave
Into life; into now

City lights
I remember those city lights
Those endless nights

I once missed an exit.
Who am I kidding, I’ve missed a lot.
However, this one was special.
It was the time I went mental.

I hissed, then I yelled.
Loudly.
I couldn’t stop myself.
Or so I told myself.

What I really missed was peace.
I missed the real exit.
Nothing like Brexit.
Everything like God.

I feel disconnect
As I connect
As I suspect
I’m addicted

Little hearts ❤️
With big illusions
It’s time to put the dopamine down
It’s time to break the illusion
It’s time to break the spell