I, Who Am Nothing

I drink too much to get your images out of my head but with no such luck so i kept drinking instead and with dread I'd wake up with no recollection but still your memory comes in quite a large collection I make the selection to dance my pain away but still your voices in my head chooses to stay you had my heart on layaway because all you men did was skid me to the point where even I got rid of me and I pray and I pray and I fight and I fight with my demons who come at me like seamen from a rapist I met one night from lovers who lied from all negativity from myself who I once knew now looking in my mirror with nothing but a fake smile and disgrace after awhile I don't know my own face Used and used till my abusers were through so here I stand bottle in hand stumbling crumbling inside We'll all die yes.. but some of us already dead hiding and crying in a bed that we made out of anger and self hate but whose to say how I deal I once but a meal for people to just feast now I'm chilling in the tummies of beasts who have ate me. but from them I conquered now and then I still do it with a bottle in hand.