So today I heard your name and I hold my brain to blame as it repeats and cheats on the sweet agreement we had that there would be no more sad no more bad and only happy and none of you or your repeated name none of you or your cheating game.
Oh brain, you ****, you hurt when you spurt these words we promised not to say or that name you swore you'd stay away from. That name that haunts me still but will not be rid of; so sit up, listen up, brain, I will not tell you again: Just keep out of my head, I've had enough of this monster beneath my bed. Just keep out of my heart, jolting me up at night like the electric jump-start- Jump-started by that name, the very same that I'd once gladly take but now I hate, as hate is all that is left in the hole dug out of doubt in your name and in who you were, as were is not who you are now, but what you are now is somehow who you always were: a liar. And finally I see this and I finally don't miss You.
And that's what makes hearing your name a poison that seeps deep into my chest that I'm bent on dragging on that I lean on, that will just never be gone because now it fits amidst these lies. And I hold my brain to blame because my heart has given in, because my heart can't be lived in the same after the way your name left it. Just a dull ache sits but it fits more than you ever did. But I'm training this brain not to recognize that horrid name and then it will be the same as before you ever came, but
Today I heard your name and I guess I hold only myself to blame.
This is a slam poem, so be sure to add unnecessary emphasis to words all over the place.