mind (fuck) dump
what is it?
what draws you back to me?
i spend my whole life
constantly ridding myself of you
and you always come back
you sick son of a bitch
I hope everything you've ever wanted
burns to the ground
a literal taste
of your own medicine
all you want to do is
twist yourself around my windpipe until
but you like that
you like having that power over me
you like pushing me to the edge
using self-love as your trojan
and pulling the rug out from under me
thick blankets of false security
masking, taping over insecurities
pushing until you hear me scream
is it enough to break me?
well now you've won
how does it feel?