can you make that cocktail with arsenic, please?

By Malice In Wonderland

I'm tired
Goddammit

Being something
Someone else has bred me to be
Someone elses perfection

Choking on words and wishes
Reeking of self loathing
And regret
I am only
So much of me
Anymore

if
anything at all.


Frozen walls
Are growing thin
Because playing with blow torches
Is like a stupid fascination


Hit me again
Harder
This time

Because i've almost forgotten
What it is to bleed
For a second
And
I
Was almost able to feel
Again

But I am
Weak and stupid
Disgustingly human

Only considering
My own
When others are so much worse


Needlessly narcissistic
I am rolling in
Emotions
To annoying to pay creedance to
And even worse to admit


I am
So much better
Than
Everything

But my patheticism
Is bringing bile
To my throat



I should be better than this.










Unfortunately


I'm not.

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Copyright 2014 Rain In The Willows
Published on Friday, February 21, 2014.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

I think I invented a word.
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  • Devilish On Friday, February 21, 2014, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    Fuck me . Now that is poetry. It never fails i fall in love with the screen until the very last word. Feed me .. You do.. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: wow, you're right no one should be someone's puppet, you forget how feel and the quickest way to feeling is pain so unfortunately true-Mrk Scholar

  • A former member wrote: *clinks to patheticism* Scholar

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