The worst part of me is you

Which you need him to be you
Since it happens more than the other
That would mean you enjoy or can't help being this other person
Cause truth is this other person around me hates life or the idea
Maybe sunshine has fears, guilt and shame, condemnation
Feels not worthy to hold on
Or to sit in the light of her imagination
Instead you are feeling the need of attention
Satisfaction
Energy something different
Something you crave
Your mad so mad at me for not able to stay clean
Or put down the needle
Truth is you have enabled
Kept me hostage, and I let it
I let you keep me prisoner to these chains
To be blamed and your excuses you use to rule me
To escape to make war to run away
For deep down to see you vividly acting or being fully how you know you could become
You say or have an image in your head and heart saying
This or that action
This or that person,
what you represent is disgusting
Is dirty is horrid is not what you could be, openly
You struggle to be you
Trapped in 2 bodies
2 minds, 2 ideas, 2 outcomes 2 ways
Conflicting, you hid from one, lie to another
condemn one Please the other
It's just constant war with both sides
I'm your muse to death and life
I'm to blame, the other guy
Who is high who lies
Who can't be trusted
Who fucked up, cause he is a fuck up
This guy you searched for high and low
Know so much or come close to know
Meaning, seeing you hope to control
Only to find you have no control
It grows, its pulls it pushes
It uses me as a crutch to be you
Who you loveless
For you can't accept yourself
To do so would mean,
I’m a fucked-up person in this dream
Cause I see you in this light this is what I seen
You need the prince to rescue you from your fucked up low self-worth of mistakes
You condemn yourself for time after time
It lays dormant
it lays asleep: alive
It keeps others at bay
It knows when to apply
Rhythmatic innate
Clever addict who inhabits its way into complete damage for play
It works off emotions and reactions
Triggers of addictions and afflictions it havocs
When you stay

Don't mess with it
cause all who do
Sad but true
only get damaged.

You forget
What I let it
My conscience
All the uncollective nonsense
You think you keep behind
Your mind try to hide but can't
Lose whatever you thought you lost
In its wits , its grips me and hits me in my third eye
Faster than you can fuck any guy
And try to lie it's all right
I loved you even if you hide
Just know I'm the one who sees
In the dark the truth
Of who
me or you
Why hide or cover
Your shame when its meant to be found
Like Adam and Eve in the garden
The day God sent Satan to bound
to play in the devil's playground
All ticking all triggers of all hopes
You hope wouldn't let go or would be found
It's all to help you release what keeps you bound
Till then, then or how
You live in a past where you won't pull yourself out
Which you can't escape
Till someone understands you and show you the way out.
Heals with you, instead of pushing you further down
How far your start had fallen
Satan called me to your only true one
Who succeeds when called to be fallen

This poem is about: 
Me

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