An angry man
Wrapped up
in twisted thorny vines
of sharp disdain
Locked in a cage
Forged by his own hands
His festering bitterness
Only tightens
The suffocating hold
Isolated from all those
Who care
His own lies become
His only truth
Fueling the fire
Of self-destruction
Numbing himself
With self medication
Pulls him further under
Refusal to see
The unlocked door
That leads out
To freedom
Unable to accept
An outstretched hand
Plummets down
Into a silent abyss
Of pain
A loyal friend
Must walk away
As the vines reach out
To strangle
All that's in the path
Of his destruction
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 3:28 AM UTC
An angry man
Wrapped up
in twisted thorny vines
of sharp disdain
Locked in a cage
Forged by his own hands
His festering bitterness
Only tightens
The suffocating hold
Isolated from all those
Who care
His own lies become
His only truth
Fueling the fire
Of self-destruction
Numbing himself
With self medication
Pulls him further under
Refusal to see
The unlocked door
That leads out
To freedom
Unable to accept
An outstretched hand
Plummets down
Into a silent abyss
Of pain
A loyal friend
Must walk away
As the vines reach out
To strangle
All that's in the path
Of his destruction
Sometimes you have to walk away and let people figure it out. Especially after years of repeated behavior and are unwilling to help themselves
