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Your guilt
Oh where to begin
I’m carving out the edges of my brain
Not sure if my skull‘s hurting or what isn’t
My guilt
How did this happen
The lies that survive
The lie that survives
I’m lying among them
Narcissistic parents and a fear of death
Pretend and denial and love
However it is you define it
Fucking abyss of lies
Harsh words and reality checks
Can’t handle much – nothing at all
Fleeing towards love
Jesus
Self centered planet
Entitled salvation
And a whole bunch of fear
I don’t have that
Either mine isn’t strong enough
Or it doesn’t lead me towards heaven
What would I do there
Applauding my fucking inner child
You could’ve done better
You should’ve done so much more
Poor sausages everywhere
Afraid to boil for taste