Regression

They say

the way

to hell

is paved

with

good

intentions

And

that’s

exactly

how

it

started

I thought

if I

could

just get

to the

bottom

of it

The

whys

and

wherefores

I would

be

free

I would finally

be healthy

But that’s

not how

it works

That’s too

Simplistic

They scaled

back the

drugs

Scoured

the brain

for

the original

shockwave

hellbent

on destruction

And I

tumbled

back in

time

Regressed

a decade

in less

than

a week’s

time

Over ragged

contours of

pain and

discrete

injuries

sharpening

secrets

blunt

memories

Awestruck

by a new

constellation

of connections

Stitched together

like a

Frankenstein

consciousness

With

mystical

scars

to touch

as

talismans

against

the widening

deep.

You grovel

for your life once

You do it everyday after

Or never

again

It’s that simple.