Fuck today. Fuck it all
A list of fuckery; a poem
my ex abuser says he’ll “call tomorrow”
im waiting desperately all night,
I decided to go on a walk,
a guy I really want to hookup with messages me,
neither of us can accom,
he suggests a third, a guy who’s ignore me for literal years,
i tell him. He fucks off with the third,
then a dog corpse,
I walk another 4-5 miles to Leon’s, they have NOTHING I need,
I do a bit of charity shopping,
my aunts round for more fucking tech support,
I have to rush back,
it involves windows and windows outlook and mac log ins,
my fuck head dad won’t stop pestering her,
Mum keeps yelling at him to stop
then my mom won’t stop pestering her,
then she tries to bust into my room to catch me smoking meth.
Fuck it fuck it all. I was suicidal this morning and I’ve tried my fucking best to smack my face into a smiling mould and now.
I’m blood, battered and no one has asked if I’m okay.