Look Alive!

the word "myth" keeps popping up -
uglier than a bad habit
hits harder than
a fist to the cheek, chin, or teeth

and my heart's beating
like the end is looming
my tears feel the pressure
perfection is suffocating
and in the eye of
someone i can only call foe

and i can only
shake the images
illustrated memories
with blunt force and a haze
otherwise
they're clear as day
here to stay

but i sugar coat
and i blow over
and black out all the pictures
and fill up the voids
or the negative space
immense, intense, and brutal
death valley pales
there is no survival rate

but there are no words
there are no words
there's nothing left to be spoken

"look alive, look alive!"
he said
"it's not your time to die!"
but she's
standing in the ruins
somewhere close to
the end of the world
screaming, asking "why?"

babygirl, babygirl
cause they don't
and the won't care
not. one. bit.