Going to extremes
To feel anything
Or nothing
Then a certain death
Like a vampire has sucked me dry
Stuffed me with salt
Glued me to sheets
Rotten with my own remains
Pride is a fictional memory
I can’t seem to dig up
No dignity
No monument to my shame
It’s invisible
The pink girly version of anger
A sparkly shade
Of nobody cares
And everyone forgot
The original sin
I never had the pleasure of committing
Published on May 14, 2018 06:42