Serotonin Slave

I belong to no one

Auctioning off pieces of myself for pleasure

Time

Emotion

Thoughts

Attention

Actions

Experiences

Opinions

Presence

Presence

Presence…

I struggle with the joint custody of my serotonin…

That new people smell.

That familiar touch.

I belong to no one.

The demands are too much.

Shackled to my feelings

Imprisoned by my mind

A dopamine fiend looking for my next high

A serotonin slave

An endorphin whore

An oxytocin potion drunkard on the floor

The illusion and futility of a permanent happiness…

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