i hate you a fucking waste to name you
just a shy short of value,
read black and blue bruise
from abuse
should have been labeled for misuse
because even i dont fucking care
the mirror looks at me with despair
its seen through jet black hair
painted pictures only meant to scare
when i sleep i see a repeat nightmare
deep in darkness everywhere
i reek incompetence beware, muted mouthless screams, when I wake from spider webbed sheets
ringing ears bleed,
drowning in disappear pleas,
tightening breathing but unaware
if i am choking on air,
warning mental warfare,
worried weeping increasing,
stuck sitting somewhere shaking
not aware if im coping, crying, grieving healing unleashing everything defeating cant keep begging for forgiveness when i see multiple faces in my mirror staring back helpless looking in a monsters mind
inside of a monster youll find
convoluted distorted ideas
on the outside blind
but chained to paranoia
or tethered to drama
engrained in the DNA
DEPRIVED NEGLECTED ANIMAL
its also possible several couple special chemical imbalances therefore unstable
invisible voices stay slaughtering like knives
i keep inviting in parasites
so many so i can hardly recognize my own
creatures cornering constantly clone
they know i don’t like being alone
the made up there mind in my home
creating a cautionary zone
I put it upon myself and let them provoke
all the monsters eat at me mentally
didn’t read the terms and conditions correctly
I let them all live fucking rent free
and I know I did it to myself says so in section three since age twelve
i was never taught to let it go
just keep forgetting till its a never ending issue
forgiving and releasing isnt a breakthrough
childhood preview
deprived neglected animal abuse
painting myself as balloons
confined headspace with tiny dark rooms
monsters in each one that i refuse to let lose
because i keep them as an excuse to start issues…
im over it
10/01/24
Comments