Chemicals

Every sway conveys this array of chemicals

I don’t know why, as I try to keep
the profanity of my sanity

Surrounded by a crowd in my head,
my dread makes me misled

Each person claps at my collapse

There is no cause for the applause,
just a reaction to my action.

Wandering the streets,
squandering my soul
beneath my feet

My head turns as I yearn for peace,
pills slow the imbalance of my talents

Whispers within as it begins,
the air becomes crisper