misanthrope
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It's a little misery
from a place
my mother's stomach
to my abusive sibling and dad
I am born to be infuriated
born to not be able to change it
to be shocked
condemned
into a religious
My thoughts, my words, my fury
They are my release, my security
My deepest fears, my darkest secrets
My writings are ME.
I put my thought into my pen
Then from my pen to my paper
