Fiery trepidation intoxicated and subsided by substances.
Muffled by hands and medication.
Thoughts of self-loathing and dire afflicted consequences.
Afternoon wake-up call. Worthless, worthless, pathetic, and ugly.
Stay in your place, don’t take up space, move from here to there, and ensure this is accomplished. Whipping my back to self-punish.
Hold your hands back and scream. I wish for it all to be over.