fuck this

[wytchbear]

this is not a poemt
its an observation
ive been broken
since i named my self
destruction
ive been lost
since we found each other again
ive been troubled
since i stopped dancing
with trouble
what is this
when did that
why is this
i dontknow
im on my knees
sucking satan's cock
getting fucked
by my mistakes
pushed down
into the mud and muck
by the boots of a world
i helped create
crying like an infant
crumbling like an ancient
where is the ocean
where is my saviour
not in the mirror
anymore