I hate the future
that lies in front of me
wrapped in fog made
out of deception
covered in slimy blood
embellished with gutless
yearning all for approval
and praise contradicting
world of words and deeds
smiling at indecisiveness
of the spirit powerless glare
at pretend care for others
emptiness within replaced
by procrastination puppy
mistaken for deadly beast
in love with self-destruct
not strong enough to press
the button feeling the heat
all around hoping for a few
moments of sanity. crazy. I.