POEM - Didactic Equations

For the longest time now,

I’ve felt like an angry stranger

when facing most of the world

which exists outside of my head

I have lived lives apart from reality

while within the sanctity

of my hopeful imagination

And I’ve considered killing myself

when the pathetic fact of what I’d become

was no longer deniable;

that the most exciting moments

of my most average days

were all fiction —

nothing but stories I’d read aloud

in the silence of my thoughts

to keep myself engaged

in the unenviable monotony

of this ordinary...