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.