My eyes roll to my right,
and the red danger sign
flashes under the sun.
And on left, there is nothing
but a green floral pillow case
and four more stares.
On the back of my head
I still feel the pain of the
empty bottles and the
words that I never remember.
I smell detoxification.
In my very front, I am heading to
the lightness of my destiny.
In my ears,
"I still do".
S