whore
bitch
identity confused
persona abused
why do i care
scattered
battered and broken
crimson stains
disgust the moonlight
a few too many
intoxicating whispers
delirium swirling
incessantly spiraling
plunging
into self-despair
not good enough
not pretty enough
not skinny enough
bloated carcass
worthless
come fall with me
into the abyss
where black is yellow
and muffled screams
bore deep into bleeding subconscious
glitter against
bland tiling
ill prepared
unfaithful
a lie by any other name
is still a
big
fat
lie
love not
want not
why do we deceive
placate the pity and loathing
buried deep within the soul
insanity
lunatic
i'll take some more morphine please
but it won't stop the pain
neverending story of my life
veritable roller coaster of emotions
roadblocked by stupidity
accelerated by euphoria
slam head first
brick wall
death no longer
white knuckled fear
acceptance
Author notes
Don't ask. No, I'm not going to kill myself.
Comments
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Oh it becomes disjointed towards the end and that fits perfectly with the loss of clarity until this poem hits it's apex. the random thoughts form a cohesive picture and I thought this was well done.
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Awesomely done...
I only wish I knew how to make you feel better, sweetie....



