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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Dark · #1796848
Feelings of rage and self-loathing unleashed.
Eviscerate the Desperate
I stare into the glass upon the wall
At the image of perfected blasphemy that I call my own
I can't help but growl, knowing
That somewhere there, you are hidden
A birthmark that none but I know exist
Something I know is there but is impossible to see

My fist flies, quick and free
A five fingered device bent on sheer destruction
My image shatters and a frustrated smile befalls my lips
As my fingers continue on their conquest
A conquest of self destructive self-preservation

They clutch a shard and
Send it straight into my forearm
Sending a violent scream to the uncaring heavens
The walls shake from my roar as I drag up
Crimson life flowing fresh and free from its newfound exit

I extract the makeshift blade for an eternity filled moment
Before thrusting it in through my ribs
Warm crimson spills forth, dying my hand
The same color as the precious liquid I now despise
I bellow your name as once again
As I continue to carve myself like a thanksgiving meal
Desperate to carve out the chromosome
That you have bestowed upon me

The genetic monstrosity that poisons my blood
With every second of my existence
I yell to the gods once again, begging them
To show you the same punishment I give to myself
The sentence that I deliver upon my body
In retaliation, for the sin that I call my worst offence
Having you as a father
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