break you

i found my balance in the lack of it.

plunging a knife in / sending reality

tumbling in a downwards slice.

even if i were deaf, i would not be

invulnerable to the cries of the stupid /

my own fists, pressing my eyes into their

sockets and trying to find security in

the pain. i want to be invulnerable and

totally selfish, if only then i can be

steadfast in my own beliefs. if heaven

does not house me, then i do not need it

to offer me bread. the moment of strength

is only fleeting / having hope means being scared of

the lack of it. your hands are the right temperature, cut me

open just to prove me right. i will not listen

to your cries. i will not listen to your cries.

finally, i have found my own place if only for

a second, as i define blackness by closing my

eyes, stars explode under my lashes and peel them

open. i want to burst from this shell and tear this

soft shell open with my fingernails. if i can find

security in being selfish, then i will grab it. if

i could call it “personal weakness” then i will be

weak. if i see you in the distant future, i want to

break your back just to see you crying my name.

undoubtably, who you are is no concern of mine, only

what you’ll do. your body is unimportant / all

soft and bendy, all hard and brittle / only the path

you choose to take will determine your taste for

the devil’s taking. you you you. who you are has

been turned into what you are. hold tight to these

undeniable things. i do not care, i will shatter you into

pieces. i will destroy you.

i will take back what is mine.