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Animal / On Darkside

I awoke with a death sentence,
Hated myself
The convincing whispers of silence;
The exes I spent ten years with:
Fear nearly convinced me I wasn’t lovable / alive – (insert my life here)…
Shallow bitch named Daniella started a club (Broke my heart)
The precedence that it is okay to disown me, as one would a villian;
Shannon joined, naturally (Aye love)
Sarah may soon…(I can’t live lies)
Woe is exile from-self (Who am I.)
So I tried calling my Mom,
But choked-back with tears,
I hung up –
If this all makes me an animal,
Come fuck me, I like it;
For I live on darkside,
Where I’m already dead to you too

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