Through the lens.

With this poem I say the feelings I fail to comprehend,

 I say the emotions threatening to tumble on me at any slight inconvenience,

  I say the late night rush of insecurities that  choke me ,drown me and inevitably revive me.

  I say the whispered delusion's  that mistakenly convince me that this is all worth while,

I say the 3am talks with the monster on my shoulder poisoning me slowly, 

 A manifestation of my own warped sense of love 

And in the end my undeniable worthlessness.

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