Don't Read

you need
no invitation
to veiw these
written words
brutal confessional
highlights

that each syllable
describes so well
bloody scratches
scraping along paper
letters as glass shards
penetrating eyealls

spreading across lines
dark emotional stress
cracking pressure points
i'm still here worse luck
brutalising unwitting senses
creating unsafe environments

had enough yet
is this not relatable
its functional depression
without pretty colours
holding back tidal waves
straitjacket land awaits