In the park at midday
You had just rolled out
Another one for me to recoil at
I realised then what your
About (a turd rolled in glitter)
Years of ignorance
Because I now get it
Your whole pleasure is
Canning me. Watching as
I suffer in pain
But then you leave me
When I’m on the floor
And now I know why
To keep me alive, well
You keep your fun
At my demise, only
My death is useless to you
My death you would mourn
As it would also be yours
So together, we are bound
But listen. You have had
Your way for far too long
I may never win
But I will challenge you
I will fight you
All the way
I am referencing the inner critical voice in me that I feel has been the reason for the negativity within me, a lot of why everything seems so hard. It was the moment of realisation.
Mark Lyth 