sapriculous

To my bones.

I really have become all that I feared.

Wayward, useless, declining slowly through the years.

I'm selfish, stupid, stubborn, and haunted.

I'm broken, beaten, a demon, I just wanted to be wanted.

All I really wanted was to be accepted and loved for who I really am.

But I am a worthless monster, so now I truly understand.

I don't need anyone to love me, just for me to disappear.

But my wants and needs are different, so instead I'll shout my feelings out for all to hear.

Or probably instead bottle them in, and cry all alone,

knowing I'm a scourge to my friends and to my home.

And so I'll cry here all alone.

Waiting until I'm finally dead down to my bones.

To my bones.