Dear Anxiety...

Jan 19, 2012 02:12

I have seen the enemy, and he is not me. And I am utterly relieved.

Dear Anxiety...

Dear Anxiety.
It's me. I'm here for my life.
I'm taking it back
I intend to kill you in the process.

I've also come for your brother Depression
Him, I'm gonna bleed slow
I wanna hear you both scream as I tear you out of my fucking life.

You bastards are both dead
You've lied to me... my entire life
I'm going to enjoy crushing the life out of you
With my bare fucking hands

No matter where you hide
I will hunt you down
No matter who I see you in
I will rip you out of their hearts and minds

You, your brother, and your cousin Self Loathing
Your entire family
I will end you
I will end all of you if it's the last thing I fucking do

I assure you,
If there is a Hell
I will put you in it
You will rot there in the abyss awaiting you and your master.

Be seeing you soon,

-JLivingston

poetry of darkness and sensuality, recovery

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