Posted by EX on 9/18/2007, 3:21 pm
69.76.243.205
I sit and scrape this scarlet letter
exfoliate, a cruel endeavor
each layer revealed the same as the last.
As if I could just scrape away my past
I've peeled and scraped and bled
"confess everything" they said
futile as anything I've ever known
futile as anything
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 I've settled in this skin
confessing unremembered sins
placating those who hold me in
this state of inquisition
that's how we're taught to play
and they need their dragons to slay
and I fit the bill as well as anyone could have
I was spewing fire in the sight of Galahad
Appearances aren't always what they seem
but the punishment is the same
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 exfoliate
and they exfoliate
like an obsessive, I remove what can't be cleaned.
my cognitive distortions have bested me
locked in contortions of my own making
I cannot heal or even set myself free
confess everything they said
futile as anything
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