Sunday, May 29

The Terror

nauseating awareness that you 
are making glue out of grief and that  
I'm getting stickier by the minute 

there's nothing 
trendier these days 
than depression 

and you think the sadness is all 
which defines you that nothing else 
grants you an identity of your own 

I bet you'd kill yourself 
in the attempt to claim your life 
authentic like you want it to be 

well I'm glad you don't get the joke

your forgiving nature 
offends me 

I don't need you to 
accept 
tolerate 
understand 
me 

but maybe you need 
to believe I intend 
to say I am sorry 
for all the terror I am 

my arrogant nature 
confuses you 

you can't see why I won't 
accept 
tolerate 
understand 
you

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