Poem "stay, or struggle"

Let your brilliant mind dissolve.

Feel it lazily trickle into the hair fine cracks of your conscience.

Lick it off your numb fingers.

Smear it on your flesh.

Let it coat your pupils into haze, and stare.

You are already underneath, what need is there to breath?

Just open your mouth and let it smother your lungs with its oily sweetness.

Will you stay? or are you going to struggle?

either way...you are already here...

You think I will let you go now...