Stain – a poem about…

I will take it all out on me
I will take it all out on me
I will take it all out on me
Until the time I can’t remember.

My dreams begin to form a shattered reality
Making me dance uncomfortably while in pain
Suffering in a moment that is so trivial
Bed sheets collect another stain.

You ordered me not to be so weak,
Instructing that my role was to simply satisfy
I can’t ever unhear the words you said to me
Despite the fact I watched your soul die.

If I’m just a stupid little drama queen
Then why do I not crave the attention?
Your legacy has broken my body and mind
Forcing me to focus on my apprehension.

Cathartic ramblings manifest through words
None of which can truly dispel the hurt
Bestowed upon me by a satanic nonce
Yet it’s the only way for the memories to avert.

I will take it all out on me
I will take it all out on me
I will take it all out on me
Until the time I can’t remember.

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