Vanity

      Vanity you have created inside yourself is deep.  It hinders me and your self created already damaged image.  Give me no more of your vain shallow existence

I loath your self worth.  You are non existent in me.  You thought you sheltred me all your lies druggs and deceit.  How wrong you had me.  For shame is what

created my whole.  Im now in so deep the only light I see escapes my mind because its in my head.  I don't have the key Im locked inside stuck forever in

your created madness..

       Im hear, I welcome the thought of days gone past always leaving my memories behind.  I gather what ounce of strength I have left climbing up nothing but your sad vanity ahead and from what I remember is all thats inside you is what broke me.  Its all you I am forever fucked.  Your prettiness outside made me ugly inside.  vanity is what made you, may your vanity end you.

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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