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Send Away (Give It In)
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Dark Poetry I have ended the connection of names with no faces.
Disassociate.
I no longer give the reasons of attention.
I have lost all that was not tangible.
I have misplaced my innocence and only entertain the frayed images of grace.
Stumble.
I no longer hold the perception of shame.
Disgrace.
I bow my tears as those that once thought they knew me, turn their faceless heads in disgust.
Never knew that I had become the enmity of your narrow world.
Contempt.
I have been the effigy of derision long before you conceived your view of who I was.
I screwed up every thing I touched long before you thought you could identify me.
Define.
I no longer pretend past this dismemberment.
I admit—I am disfigured, deformed.
Addict.
I know I messed it all up.
I am well aware.
Now I dare you.
Look me in my eyes and tell me I fucking told you so.
