Crestfallen

Contrive a potion that will make your atoms disintegrate. Disappear. Now, reappear, and tell me one, two, three, four more times to understand you when I did dig down into the black hole of your chest but I found no treasure, no trunk of jewels hidden away begging to be coerced into the state of open so I jumped off the aerial cloud that is your ego and I d r o p p e d so very low that Hades himself sucked away the nine drops of poison you dripped into my bloodstream The calamity of your existence is smothering, leaving me gasping for oxygen laced with snow angels on concrete streets and to be completely candid, you never did a damn thing for me so I vow to live freely starting now.