Practice what you preach
The importance of words
I fucked that up.
Try to help people
Turns to shit.
My toxicity is glowing
Showing
Need it to simmer
Not flame
Fucking antidepressants
Or lack of them
I can do this on my own
Zombie or Radioactive
What a choice.
Given all I can give
Exhausted
Promoting hate not hope
A living joke
Corkscrewing
Spiralling
Downwards
No strength to fight
Hide in a hole
Till it passes
Fuck the thoughts in my head
Tormenting me all through the night
Wondering, pondering
Rights and wrongs
Actions and words
Shyness and shit
I blame me
They may not
toxic
mad, bad
dangerous to know
Hugs from children
Making me cry
But is my anchor
I cannot flail too far
Get too down
Just forget the world
It's me and them
Till I get back stronger
Can give hope longer
and let the toxicity slumber