Smiles Spread, a poem by Drem

Did you also have to read that book about smiles spreading when you were a child in school? It was something like, give a smile- spread a smile- all around the world. And people were waving. And at the end there was a balloon. And the whole city was smiling.

Well, I turned that beautiful thing into some twisted shit. Even I’m creeped out. I don’t remember writing this.

Smiles Spread, a poem by Drem

October 6, 2013

“Sometimes I like to think

that I’m more like who I dream

to be.

I do this

to get through my frustrating chronic pain

that limits what I can

and can not do

each fucking day.

I dream to be the change.

But then I know

when it unfolds

who I am

before me,

the reflection in the mirror shows me-

glossy, shiny-

there I am.

And nobody likes it.

So as I stare blankly

in the face

of nothing but air

I fantasize

in my mind’s eye

of eating metal

and tasting blood,

of freeing myself

from the chains

of the toxic drugs

I need to take

to keep my heart pumping

and oxygen flowing

through these veins.

Let’s separate my soul from my body.

Serotonin flooding my eyes now.

I don’t want to be me.

I don’t want to be me.

You don’t have to help me.

I can’t stomach seeing myself


Give me the control.

I’m old enough now.

Give me what I never had before.

Let me dictate my function.

Let me destroy who I am

with my own hands.

I’ll smile.

Smiles spread.

Maybe the whole world will smile back.”


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