Witness within
without control
watching The systematic
sabotage of something
good being broken
It was my voice, but
all too strongly
laced with malice
My words sent
by my device and typed
out by hands
like mine
Hurtful
accusations that
I knew
could not be true
Blame and
shame
and petty thinking
were tools
that ruined
I fought, but I couldn't
make my mind stop
racing
Only break
a little more inside
knowing
the consequences
She would hate me,
put up walls and take
away new roads
Rightly so,
I know how unstable
my cursed and
That hated self Looks
to those that
stand close when it
gets out
more than once
lost
had to go alone
following
Each time
I've been passanger
witness within Again
and again
and I know,
that our connection
it broke
Is gone
for no good,
I hate him
I hate that
I am
him
to the world outside
of my skin