Tuesday, June 2, 2009

"look at your little monster"

Mother,
sometimes I wish you knew
Father,
sometimes I think of you
and all the times we never had
I tried to be a big man
I tried to wash my hands
of the world's misery
You can't see me here
but maybe you can imagine
Maybe you can feel what I've become
Me,
laying awake at night with the torments
dragging those shadows into the morning
working like the worst of criminals
and finding a failed wreck at the end
Me,
trying to drown my shame
and doing it all again
I'm sorry I broke so many rules
I ran away
that was the wrong thing to do
I am punished every day
in more ways than you can imagine
I am shattered like an animal on the highway
like a dream it has come to me
You hurt the ones you love
with the most efficient and brutal blows
I am an assassin
covered in so much blood.

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