Its a liar made so we spin
I am the Ouroborus of trauma
Thorned scales of each red flag
So add them up and feed me my flaws
Among clutter in a hand me down bag
Let's laugh as I divulge my wounds
I look a man but the boy never started
A secret shared to see if you think i lie
Round we coil treasuring your trust departed
My shadow gives me shade to dance
All pain is a song, a cacophony of tears
Don't have no equal, no good soul romance
Eternal doubt with passed generational fears
So for cycles, I eat my tail to share my tale
Only you can read my diary stained heart
Wretched pages leave fingers stained black
Even then torn stories, were stories torn apart
Still I lose my deja vu when I'm fake
Paused then comes back, so is my path
Intermingled weaves through them to me
Neglecting you is our well honed craft
Now I must bare my unhinged maw
Into me goes all of your guilty plate
Please Let me eat your unfulfilled cake
Swallowing the weight that breaks
Entitled like germs I endure it all
Wishing to crave the unwanted survival
Offering only jokes and charming words
So all Hail regret, long live its revival
Eternal pain as my constant meal
Do let my story bring sad raised mugs
A cycle of lessons never heard or learnt
Mostly swept, carefree, under old rugs
Roaming is a man, never really here
Alas he died along time ago i dream
I chase the thirst of languish in easy pipes
Loaded poison for a heart broken fiend
And its the ouroboros, son and daughter
See that my seed genes aren't seldom,
To them i say if your lucky my dears,
I hope my dna won't get to haunt them
Copyright © Simon Regan | Year Posted 2024
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