I have a guilt complex
like a catholic boy,
who can’t stop masturbating,
but with a bloated sense of entitlement,
always saying I didn’t get enough of anything
and a tendency to exaggerate for my own sake
since I’m a victim of abuse,
I’m allowed to abuse
and I tend to self isolate
as if I was surrounded by dead bodies
and I’ve lived out my life
for one great purpose,
for improvement and progress,
at least that’s what I tell myself
since I’m a slave to self indulgence
but the higher you reach,
the lower you are
and the farther you fall
and, of course, I’m arrogant enough
to feel the need to self destruct.