Victimize my feelings.
Belittle me as I sink.
Take frustrations out on me
but please—don’t stop to think:
that maybe I know the truth- I don’t need to be reminded.
I've been waiting so long to let it all be subsided…
but it never seems to retreat.
I sink deep...deeper... and deeper still.
Watch me drown in your hate:
You indulge in my weakness.
What’s the point? What’s the prize?
My death wont be a great surprise.
Degrade me if it helps you. Just walk all over me--
hold me under-water
watch the life slip out of me
the bubbles of muted cries receding
this is merely history repeating!
No soul left to emerge.
My silenced cries: your fuel
my misfortune- your contentment
my drifting, lifeless body: YOUR SUCCESS.

 
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