Slammed

I dared call friend

I dared call brother

Once thought my ally now the coward

And the scoundrel

In the company of which I will not stand.

Aware of his actions he led me down this avenue,

Into the turmoil that now fills my mind.

I have been darker

But now he pushes me out to the precipice

Of a dark and leering

Cliff of insanity.

The future,

That becomes so many people’s past,

Seems undaunting in a world of normalcy.

That education,

An old friend

Who used to be fun and about the world around,

Is now reduced to an impersonal series

Of numbers and letters,

Bubbles and check marks,

That hold out their hand

And own my future.