ego – a poet's confessional

pedestal

in my delusioned stupormy ego screams for agony, for strife, for everything to sate itit demands wrath, it demands harsh words, and nothing but silence as an answerand i feed the corrupted thing, it bolsters me for a timeit tells me i am the only, i am the wiseand it tells the person who setContinue reading “pedestal”

repulsive

i fool myself and others on how strong i am in the reality of warm tears and shuddering breaths i am weak and i am repulsed by this weakness while others may tell me that it is simply human, and normal i cannot stand to hear it because my coiled mind strikes at weakness evenContinue reading “repulsive”