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.

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I told you so...

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