I Hate Myself

I write it down in pen as permanent as a scar I scribble it out more and more as if the more ink I lay on top of the burning wound the less true the words become I write it down the words scream at me echoing in my brain unearthing every truth I buried within the coffins of dead thoughts are finally opened the ghosts of past mistakes, alive, free bridges rebuild between my heart and my mind I can't take it I'm not as strong as I need to be I write it down I can't take the screaming I can't handle my own truth Lies battle the echoes conquering the space in my mind the coffins shut the thoughts away that I never should have thought before bridges crumble bridges burn nothing connects nothing works I plunge back into confusion I can't take it