Today, I was slammed for my mellow voice
Disfavored, distasteful diction and fiction
Traveling in drunkenness on my tongue
Driving me psychotic, excruciating thoughts
Emanating and breaking me apart, taking me
Prisoner in the blackness, nowhere to run
But stare at the perplexing shadows
Dwelling on how people can be so cut-throat to you
I was lacking completion, freezing in seclusiveness
In my feelings, disbelieving, chilled consonants
Concealed in my system, broken nouns and pronouns
Incapable of being replenished, unfinished, sinking
Into a colossal continent of disconsolateness, no passion
In me to see it through, to overlook the naysayer
Who ceaselessly criticizes my monotone sound
Submerges me underwater, compels me into the
Depths of the darkness, unsound, no resound
To make myself known to the world
I wander into the nightmarishly long shadows
Of my tense, monstrous, and incomprehensible dreams
Attempting to comprehend why people can be so mean to you
How can you stroll through life and say the harshest things
To individuals and not display any tenderheartedness
For their actions, how it leaves my world lackluster
Flesh sore from the sizzling similes and metaphors
My core deviating from within itself, my brain shattered
And stained, my mind in disarray, can’t turn away
From the repugnant words that were uttered today
That had me enveloped in a smoky black pool of confusion
