my insides rot
venom stains my lips
i am poisonous
i don't know what's wrong with me
i feel like
something
is eating at me
as it does
it's possessing me
making me mean
bitter
angry
oh my God
so fucking angry
and when i'm done
picking apart people
snapping at them
and regarding them
with the worst
attitude humanly possible
i'm left with the cold
hard feeling of sadness
i'm no good
i really am not
if there is such thing as horrible
then i am it
my own demons
lurk in the depths of my being
behind my smile
behind my [ forced ] smile
the darkest
and most primal
of terrible hides
to those
who have always cared
for me
to those
who have always been kind
it seems they
are the ones i hurt first
over and over again
because i'm blind
whatever is eating at me
took away
my understanding
DU LIEST GERADE
one day
Poetrymaybe one day it'll all work out like it does in the books. TW: depression, suicide, self-harm DRAWING BY Walktheline
