STRANGE DYSFUNCTION

STRANGE DYSFUNCTION
Written by Alana Cheng 

 

I’m forced in this strange distinction, to feel the essence of this violence, to be fed right into the affection of this horrible attention, in the lovesick feeling to this strange dysfunction, to make me want more of what you’re giving me, in the toxicity of this situation, and in the ways of love bombing me with every chance you’d get, of all that I’ve already been put through, that you’d like so much to make me forget, just to be forced in having to be caught up in the strange dysfunction, of this horrendous breakdown, of always trying to make me look like such a laughable clown, whenever I’d try to speak up, about everything that I’ve been forced to be put through, of all that I’m saying out loud, that is so undeniably true, only to be made to be forced to drink up of the infection of your poison, of this strange dysfunction, and to be made to feel embraced in this fake affection, of this horrible attention, in this feeling of sweet disgust, from deep down in the chaos of this tragic situation, just to be forced so completely into the lovesick feeling, of this very strange and absolutely horrible dysfunction.

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