step-parents

just something about step-parents

I am the roach underneath your shoe

The pill you swallow

The no to no tomorrow

The thing you inject into your veins

The rage you cage
The fear you hide

Underneath pasty folds of rotting skin

I am the sick of the sickness within

The animal you keep caged in

I am all
And you are none

Now sit there

And think about what you have done