I always go back,
To the place shamed upon
to avoid the words that bring me down.
Into the darkness,
Into my head,
Where the voices never shut up.
Into the yelling silence of my mind
urging me to pick up that blade.
to cut the bad away.
I am yelling and screaming
wishing the agony to end its torturous tear in my mind.
But all I can do is say, 'Yes Ma'am, No Ma'am'
Even if I cannot agree.
And take the bashing of the words.
and go into the dark parts of my mind
and shut the emotions down.
from the outside