So many times I’ve held my tongue
Only for the swipes of the Cat to set ablaze the wrong person
Corrosive wit
So angry and so wrong about where to put it
You who comes to collect me when I’m strewn to pieces within myself only to wreck everything you come into contact with
Triggered is a word for it
If I had any control
Words so alien I read them back and don’t know how they could have come from me
Words I can’t remember spoken
Truly they are just beyond the surface
But if I reach in too far I become him
I’d say I’m sorry but I’m not
They never have our back
The only person who has my back is me
And the only person who has our back is me
Can’t trust the bunny to have its own back
So what if they meet cruelty for not standing by?
I detest the silence that pervades when things happen and no one is on our side
Even with voices screaming there’s still the silence of unsaid words
A whiff of cowardice
The stench
This will not be a sappy quest for forgiveness when we are never forgiven
You are just as scared as I am
You’re just stupid
Stupid gets us in trouble
I need that on a shirt
Am I not also the coward?
Hiding so many words in my mind that it bursts with a dark side like the Moon
Ablaze when it faces the Sun
Silent elsewise
Not many people get to be the Sun
Exhausting
You are
Being you is
I wonder how many times I held my tongue while other people didn’t?
I wonder how many times I held it so tight that another me came out and left destruction in his wake?
I never know whether I should be held responsible for things I didn’t did say
I was holding him in so well
Rage leaves me shaking
Is it my rage?
I know my eyes are dry from my tears
The last thing I remember is having control wrested from me like a controller in a game again
Where do I go when I don’t have it?
I’m so tired of being awoken by a crash of breath and tears to
Clean up another mess I allegedly made
Who is I, I wonder?
The Sun is setting
One sec gonna play games with the setting Sun
I wonder if I let myself say what I want to say would I still lose myself in rushing rapids and premature ejaculations of anger?
It remember watching someone go down rapids in a tube once and they went around a corner and suddenly the tube was flying through the air
That’s what it’s like it’s like I’m on the tube going through the rapids
And then the tube is on land suddenly and it’s insulting everyone in sight
Or something
What are you?
Why are you here?
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