Unglued

I forced myself in the corner

with the trifle and the weak

with out a harness or a ladder to

retrieve me from the meek

I got familiar with my eyelids

cause that's all I chose to see

I got addicted to my solitude

like it was methamphetamines

I lost sleep over lost affection

I lost innocences and youth

I lost ability to reason

and with that I lost some screws

I lost fortitude and solace

and trust in your mistruths

I lost seven pounds in seven hours

and I think I came unglued

I think you'd speak so sincerely

that I believe your lies

I think you'd laugh indescretly

if I called you up and cried

I think you'd beat me into submission

and slaughter me alive

I think you'd stuff my head

and display it on your wall with pride.