I would get lost on a path

I would get wet under a roof

I would be jolted awake by silence

No one else can come to the rescue

It’s just me vs. the jackhammers 

the narcissists the black holes the ignorant

the sirens and the mass of melting neurons 

My cup has been emptied

Every drop leaking out before

I can bring it to my lips

I know I am not the only casualty

The brilliant rainbow and the fluffy white clouds are littered with bodies

I am not special

But I once was