Delirium
I am facing a delirium.
Where all the voices are like helium.
All I see is what they will steal.
When all they want is for my eyes to heal.
My vessel is out in the open.
Being honest can be seen as a sin.
It was too late to give love a try.
The last of my humanity, away they will pry.
All that’s left, and all that’s done.
I will wilt away, in this cage that won.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2021
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