A rage seeps through my skin,

seeing you again through pictures only rises the burning temperatures within,

turned my heart from pure innocence,

to a mangled mess of villainous;

I still push down occasionally the self-destructive impulse,

let it go is easy enough to say, but, to feel, it's never that simple,

I, promise I, will try to get it out,

even in the times of doubt;

If I've learned anything from the past,

it's that your kind never survives,

I feel you're just as you were, my soul you harassed;

Took; shook; stole a part of me I wished I'd wanted back,

that bruised boy were to be reformed,

I'd be stolen abaft into the stormed,

no.... I don't want that;

I'm content with who I've become,

followed the tiniest of crumbs,

even at times I ate some;

Blaring sirens hit me right in between my eyes now,

as one mistake to the many I should've never allowed,

going to get rid of these memories,

to an eternal flame, I shout,

rip out the old,
like devilish candy...
I eat this...sertraline.