You say, as if you ever cared
Your whole life
It never belongs to you
Your own body has been subtly constructed to be perfect
You have the mind, the eyes, the soul to watch them
Stare into themselves
You can cry all you want
Your blood stained acidic tears clash against cold, bitter skin
Your humanity was destroyed years ago
You aren't human
You will never be human
Just accept your flaws and move on
Your mutilated mind will never change
You can never be yourself
I can feel your carved, rigid bones
Your nerves are tingling with this foreign sensation
You stretch onwards
You are more than the knowledge you possess
You must feed this feeling
As painful as it is
As you stare into the nothing
On day, you will see the noise you pathetically make
YOU ARE READING
Vent art, poetry, and just... vent
PoetryTW, it gets dark. If you have a passion for bizarre stuff and shitty poetry and mental illness then this book is...... concerningly accurate to your unhealthy interests. I'm okay, don't worry 👍😘
