Everyone has Them

Flaw 1

In a constant
state of hysteria
she claws at
the concrete walls,
creating nail marks,
bloody reminders of
the need for
absolute, unhinging freedom.

Flaw 2

self-depreciating thoughts
infect judgment
the enemy is
the glass reflection
too thick, too
fat, too round
too fucking much
consequently left as fragments, broken and raw

Flaw 3

I am the
personification of addiction.
Life is a board game
of extremes, never a balance.
Pushing my mind, my
body, my emotions,
to exhaustive states.
I try to live and feel it all.