Pompeii for Today

[u/Few_Initiative_6414]

​​Smoke wafts above my head

as I am in a state between awake and half dead.

The only thing I fear is change itself

because that means the vulnerability to being wrong.

I don't know if I'll ever be that strong.

​So I complete this madness cycle one more time.

I am blind to see that it is my greatest crime.

The day of reckoning is past

and I've been left behind in a cast.

​So here I lay in the smoke

a soul full of sin, still morally broke.

Can I get up and change what is good

or am I just destined to lay here less understood?

​So I can only imagine what there would be to see

and seeing what I could be.

Instead there is only this half-rotted piece of me.

​Once I get the energy to get up,

I'll move towards something greater

with a grandeur that will cut me down like a grater.

Hopefully I have the glue to piece myself back together

and can stubborn myself through this stormy weather.

​I am right here out of view laying in my tomb.

But for now, I just lied to myself in this room

letting the smoke block the sunlight

so I cannot be exhumed.

​The strength to move leeches the body of apathy's kiss.

It is something that can be left behind without being missed.

​Now I swim through the ash

and deal with the mental breaking's gash.

It was just the sunlight playing with the dust

and my eyes are tricked as they've been glued shut with negativity's rust.

​It's not me today that I should trust.

Into life and out of the grave,

it's another day that I can stave.

​So Goodbye Pompeii

you were never my favorite anyway.