Contorted Confrontations


Contemplating the madness

of my mind

loath myself

The tangled webs I weave

Only to find myself

Lost in a maze of confusion, hurt and pity

Troublesome and full of angst are my days

Unhappy, a mere understatement

to try to justify

this betrayal that I call life

Giving up on longing for a better


The twilight has already set

forever condemning the remaining remnants

of my battered and scared soul

FUCK me, don't worry

Nobody else does

Forever forced to carry

these burdens of my destruction all alone

Just like I have always done