*upset After An Argument*

TW - this is a vent poem that contains allusions to topics such as depression, sh, and passive suicidal ideation. It’s not explicitly about religion but it does use a ‘devil’ as a metaphor.

Be safe <3

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There’s a devil on my shoulder

He’s a nasty little thing,

but his whispers are so sweet

A blade tipped with honey, coaxing him to me

I don't remember when he came

Maybe he rode along on the agony of last November

Or maybe he's always been there

Nestled in the back, hiding away in a cloak of laughter

And each day his questions are more and more tempting

When the cloak is stripped away,

When the light of the day fades

I’m left alone to fight this silver tongued enemy.

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Stay safe out there yall, my DMs are open if anyone needs anything.

Remember, it’s never worth it, no matter how tempting it may seem,

Why can I not stop fuxking thinking about it nothing even happened today oh my god what he fuck

Are you parenting me or am I parenting you fucking pick one you piece of shit

im gonna fucking do it soon I swear to fucking god

being bullied and called ugly your whole life and being the filler friend who never got invited to anything results in becoming attached to any guy who gives you attention.

Realized today that I jsut genuinely do not remember the majority of my childhood (…only stuff I remember is trauma tbh)

Most of the happy shit that I know happened was what I’ve been told happened

Do I have any recollection of that??? Noooo

“You’re such a twink!” no sorry I’m literally just a trans man who doesn’t pass

When you sit next to a classmate bc there are no other free seats and they scoot away the second they see you

Like damn I’m sorry I’m so fucking revolting that u can’t even be near me for five minutes

Question

How fucked up of a poem is too fucked up to post