I keep telling you the truth.
Be it poem or statement,
There is no greater villain –
Than I.
Stymied oneself a hundred times,
Shotgun barrels planted firmly –
Against the top of my own foot.
Trigger pull,
After trigger pull,
After trigger pull.
I’ve obliterated myself,
Annhilated my own future,
Massacred my destiny.
Clawing one’s way across terror itself.
Nobody can beat me,
I can’t even beat myself.
No matter how hard I try to end it.
Attempts made in vain.
Purgatory.
Final circle of hell.
Existence is agony.
Take your best shot.
I’m immortal.