Blood. Lies. Pain.
Why do this to me? I didn’t ask.
I feel the burning sensation of your venom on my back. Please.
Don’t think I don’t hear you.
I suffocate as your eyes tear into me. No.
Searching for your next attack. Don’t.
I fall into an abyss at night.
Swimming in a pool of lies, hate, and deceit. Stop it.
Morning comes and I wake, from which felt like an eternity. I can’t.
How I fucking hate gazing at that reflection.
Blood is smeared across all dimensions of the mirror.
What are you going to do today? I give up.