You threw them away first

Didn’t you

Everyone you love you’ve thrown away because you knew,

know

you’ll lose them.

It was essential to the essence

of who you are,

so when you had a chance

to stay

you couldn’t let go.

It will all burn down one day

These words.

Do they mean anything

when the echo fades?

So much change

Such refusal to see.

Can’t see harsh enough.

Can’t be self, so be bothered.

In wake of another mission.

Help me.

Help me.

I can’t

Don’t

know how I’ll last.

Help me.

Deep inside is something squirming free that wants to be better than me.

I want to be better than me.

This one down

the last line,

each one in time.

The person I truly am neglected,

for something that never should have been.

The seeking sanity comes trickling in,

a dark so painful it dissolves the skin.