Allusions

What’s so menacing about the things you can’t see?
From dragging your serotonin to the floor and beating it with a bat,
tackling your resolve and slamming your head against the floor,
teeth gone, gushing and bleeding.
Those chemicals;
they’re smarter,
and faster,
and stronger than you.
This is not what you were made for.
This is what you are, regardless.
It’ll kill you if you look away.
It only takes a second.
A trigger, a pill.
They’ll shut out all the lights and crawl under your bed,
scrape away at you from the inside out.
You will need to fight them always. There will be no hills and valleys.
There is only the horrific realization that you will never rest again.
This is your life.
Don’t bother trying to explain it to anyone