Who I Am

So much darkness and menace.

Delirious from the cold.

Biting like snapping turtles I look for fingers,

but can only bite off my own.

Why?

Because I am alone.

People call me crazy, happy, and strong.

But nothing goes right;

my whole life is wrong.

There's cobwebs in my corners,

Bloodshot eyes peek out from my skull.

I often dream of wasting away,

But I'm already almost nothing at all.

A shell of lies

I smile at people often.

But life is too  much work

and my skin is starting to soften.

I'm not a quitter,

but I give up on so much.

I used to love life,

but now I bring death's cold touch.

I screw up a lot,

it's hard with no family.

I don't try my best, 

And I'm alone if I can be.

But everyday I walk in

and I still smile big.

But in my mind I've slaughtered everybody...

For the bacon is better than the pig.

          --K.Y.K