Posted by EX on 4/6/2007, 1:27 am
Message modified by board administrator 4/6/2007, 2:47 am
I scrape this scarlet letter
ex foliate; a cruel endeavor
each layer revealed the same as the last.
I've peeled and scraped and bled
"confess everything" they said
futile as anything
but I've settled in this skin
revealing unremembered sins
placating those who hold me in
this state of inquisition
that's how we're taught to play
and they need dragons to slay
and I fit the bill as well as anyone could have
and it's my trajectory
and it's my fault I was seen
to be spewing fire in the sight of Galahad
do you think they were reserved?
did I get what I deserved?
should they have locked me up
and thrown away the key?
took the easy way out?
you think you know what I'm about?
no resolution let me segue gracefully.
but you can't hate me more than I do
you can't shame me more than I do
though it's perfectly within your rights to try
and you don't have to hide like i do
take every word they've said inside you,
like fists in mouths and blackened eyes and knives in spines
and I ex foliate
and I ex foliate
like an obsessive, I remove what can't be cleaned.
and my cognitive distortions
reveal a man locked in contortions
powerless to heal or set myself free
so I ex foliate
and they ex foliate
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