Dear Me

Dear Me,

I've forgotten what

I wanna see, I've forgotten the

real reason why I weep,

The real reason is the fear

behind my eyes,

it's too many questions,

should I choose to be reckless,

should I inhabit myself

in my headspace,

is my mind a haunted house

filled with ghosts in chains,

is it the pain that quenches my rage,

Painkillers, these poems are remedies

in my open hand,

I'm lost in the land of lies,

I'm lost in a world that dies,

maybe those are all the reasons

why I cry,

maybe this is why I

cease to be within crowds,

the brokenness infiltrates

my memories of pain and being scared,

So don't judge me when

I'm barricaded in my conscience,

I'm here to vomit everything that

you ain't wanting,

I'm working on myself,

that's a self-serving act,

under self-arrest,

no one is willing to grant

me a rest,

I'm a pest among human beings,

I'm here to remind

you of life's misconceptions...