Black ink seaps from my pores- oily and tainted of hatred
My body has no place for anger or hatred or jealousy
So out it spews- from my skin- my lips- spit drenched lips
Spitting up feverish complaints of disgust
Yet they say your poisons are your own to consume
To take- to swallow- to abuse yourself with
Trama ringing as tinnitus in the stillest nights
Dripping from my skin oil pools as I wade through pain
Forcing it all out and drowning in it all the same
Darkness floods my brain- sludge swarming
Black pouring from white out- all sclera eyes rolled back
Begging to wield this pain against another- any monster
No human to be harmed by the inky tendrils that encapsulate me
Sensitivity thinning the toxins out- they pour from my pores
Fingers leaving trails along walls as I sit in a shower to leak out
Ring out to dry- only to refill with more doses of abuse the next day
Jun 2, 2019
Jun 2, 2019 at 1:34 AM UTC
Black ink seaps from my pores- oily and tainted of hatred
My body has no place for anger or hatred or jealousy
So out it spews- from my skin- my lips- spit drenched lips
Spitting up feverish complaints of disgust
Yet they say your poisons are your own to consume
To take- to swallow- to abuse yourself with
Trama ringing as tinnitus in the stillest nights
Dripping from my skin oil pools as I wade through pain
Forcing it all out and drowning in it all the same
Darkness floods my brain- sludge swarming
Black pouring from white out- all sclera eyes rolled back
Begging to wield this pain against another- any monster
No human to be harmed by the inky tendrils that encapsulate me
Sensitivity thinning the toxins out- they pour from my pores
Fingers leaving trails along walls as I sit in a shower to leak out
Ring out to dry- only to refill with more doses of abuse the next day
...still off my antidepressants and back to being wayyyy too ******* sensitive, anxious, and mostly depressedddd. Its absolutely fantastic.
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