Every omission

Every experience of mine aligns in succession

A single file line behind me

Self propelled in false directions

Caught in dimensions made in darkness

But self projected

Opposing questions

To oppressive walls around me

Hold no disclosure

Just tremors felt from each corner of my consciousness

Bedlam erupts

Hemorrhaging thoughts rupture my daily state

An insulting subconscious mocks me every step of the way

What sounds like a whisper is really

A condescending voice in my head

Twitching turbulence ahead

Sweating profusely as I try to smother my burning eyes

Scouring the possibility of sweet stability from my sight

The work of insanity

At the mercy of my inner anguish

My other half

A personal division has been made

Unbalanced

Overruled

I kneel to myself

I kneel to myself

I kneel to myself

Battling bones

Grinding teeth search for peace and push the flow of blood back over my tongue

A tight jaw light with it′s words grows anxious and tense

As knees clash together in rapid tremors of remorse

Truth has always begged to pass over these lips and leave this cluttered mess of a Vessel

But I chose to hold it tight to my chest

To fill the empty cavity where I believed my heart should be

Instead of a beating organ full of righteousness

I chose to beat my psyche to death

A mental demise surmised warranted

Experienced many times over

Laid to rest on a bed of nails where the rest of my memories remain

I reframed and rephrased every possible omission to fit tightly filed away in the depths Of self disdain

As mice scatter from under my skin until every pore is raised and every nerve ending Erased

Easing back into this tomb, this lead cocoon

To accompany every fallacy formulated that renders the remaining truth dormant

I always knew releasing it into the world would destroy everything

But in reality, I only wanted it to destroy me