Wrong

Wrong.

It’s all

Wrong.

I don’t

Understand.

What’s happening

To me?

I feel

Weak.

I feel

Powerful.

I am

The dark.

I am

The light.
 

Wrong.

Its all

Wrong.

I miss

The days

When life

Was simple.

I miss

The days

When life

Was normal.

But

Those days

Are fiction

Not fact.

Those days

Are from

Another life.
 

Wrong.

It’s all

Wrong.

I am a

Deck of cards.

I am

Random

Yet with

Only so many

Outcomes.
 

Wrong.

It’s all 

Wrong.

I miss

My family.

I miss

My friends.

They’re right

There

And yet

I can’t seem

To find them.
 

Wrong.

It’s all

Wrong.

I don’t understand 

What’s happening.

I feel

Like

I am slowly

Disintegrating.

I am

Ash.

I am

Dust.

I am

Wrong.

All wrong.