withdrawn and uncomfortable
amongst strangers or friends alike
inhaling high levels of toxicity
my body relaxes
while filtering mediocre conversations
blood vessels constricted
my heart labors as i light up again
at the stoplight avoiding eye contact with those around me
dirty lungs and a heavy chest
waiting for someone or something to turn green
breathing in this slow cancerous death
i will not control this impulse...
yet, for now only the cold comfort of disassociation
and suffocating myself in futile exhalation
keeps me gasping for air

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