Raw

This is me
Showing you
My irregular
Irrational
Thought pattern[s]
I cycled today
Too many times
To count, but
I counted anyway
And I thought I’d mention
I want it to stop
But that’s alright
No need to worry
Although I hate it when
Your eyes drop
To the toothbrush I hold
In my hand
And you question the cat
Stains on my arms
You wouldn’t understand
I thought of you
And how I loved life
Love life, correction
Until the most
Unrelated aspect
Drastically changed this
And I continually
Wanted to die
Want to die, mistaken
I will continue to be
Always and forever
Until I rid myself
Of this disease
And whether or not
The end result is sane
It’ll be gone
No more terror reign