Ataraxia

Now This anger has dried out But this flesh is nothing But a damp Cloth That's meant to be wrung out For the excess guilt still Has to be removed For the cloth Has taken the shape of your Will Have these warnings to dismiss Have this wrath to make it yours Have this body to reclaim As if you'd always owned it Here take this pain And make it all yours Like you always did Like you always do I wish I could Blame you for this Rather than Me I wish I could Blame you for this Rather than Me Rag doll toy No longer inanimate I I wash off the torment With dissent Every chance I get With dissent Every chance I get I wish I could Blame you for this Rather than Me I wish I could Blame you for this Rather than Me

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jul 16, 2026