The beating is eased when self inflicted. "Disregard me" is treated like a catch phrase. An everyday sentence.
All pronoun, verb, and invisible.
So tired of standing up for myself. Legs began to quiver, begging for a break. Could have force fed silence. Decided not to. Abused myself instead. My head had become all power hungry.
As if to say I was trying to prove something.
Not giving the satisfaction of ignoring me freely, but ordering too. As if I had a say in the first place. "Disregard me" seems to be the darkness at the end of the tunnel filled with yet more darkness but it's making me think I hold the light switch.
Blade tongue.
All ego and arrogance cutting my cheek. A weak stomach from being trampled on without consent.
I trample myself now.
I never had answers, but at least this way I can pretend I'm asking the right questions. My mind is hubris oriented.
Cutting my throat, yet feeling empowered that I'm the one holding the blade.
Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 5:34 PM UTC
The beating is eased when self inflicted. "Disregard me" is treated like a catch phrase. An everyday sentence.
All pronoun, verb, and invisible.
So tired of standing up for myself. Legs began to quiver, begging for a break. Could have force fed silence. Decided not to. Abused myself instead. My head had become all power hungry.
As if to say I was trying to prove something.
Not giving the satisfaction of ignoring me freely, but ordering too. As if I had a say in the first place. "Disregard me" seems to be the darkness at the end of the tunnel filled with yet more darkness but it's making me think I hold the light switch.
Blade tongue.
All ego and arrogance cutting my cheek. A weak stomach from being trampled on without consent.
I trample myself now.
I never had answers, but at least this way I can pretend I'm asking the right questions. My mind is hubris oriented.
Cutting my throat, yet feeling empowered that I'm the one holding the blade.
enjoy.
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