You are hell on earth.
Tripping over your words
and tripping over yourself.
Knocking everything to the
ground. You suffer well.
You are your own demise.
You learn to hate yourself
because you can’t say no.
Can’t stand up straight.
Can’t say you’re proud.
A never-ending cycle
of external causation
and internal torture.
How exhausting to
Make so many mistakes.
You bleed because
you drew the knife
across your skin and
as you crawl into
your hole to die
All eyes are on you.
All eyes are your own.
