Consumption

Consumption of the weary —

I’m exhausted.. Fractured entirely.. Foundation unstable.. Structures fall out of reasoning .. Forced Independence ..

full of excuses..

Consumption of the weary

Kept in happenstance.. Weaving situations of circumstance .. will be departing when I give myself the chance ..until then I’m exhausted..

Trapped ..

Hurtful rants fill the air around me .. Choking on my own words .. self imposed hatred on display Disarray fills my void.. I’m still empty .. It’s unreal

Consumption of the weary..

Detestation for everyone involved .. A understatement putting it lightly.. I would love to see you kiss the pavement .. below your weak accounts .. A visual for my enjoyment Resisting urges is exhausting ..

The real torment is rewiring these musings ..

This tends to be a entirely different creature I have to face ..

alone ..

The healing process becomes secondary.. existence for all is priority ..

Consumption of the weary..

Not much happens past my thoughts .. All my trips tend to stay in my head .. No need to leave the homestead .. preserving my energy is exhausting ..

Consumed and weary .. It takes its toll on everyone who knows me ..

I’m unable to provide protection from this experience.. that’s exhaustion

Poetry by cycle of scars

Artwork by Artist unknown