Take it out on me.

I have nothing to give you anymore.

Nothing. All that is in me is nothing but the left over mess of what has already been said and done.

My un-fantasized depiction of reality is debunk.

Cranium waste of temporary exploitation. A drowning wasteland of copycatting drain waves.

Aspiration of my heavy keepsake to never wash away any sort of misery and pain trapped beneath the surface of my smile.

Take me in won't you? I've been waiting here in the grime.

It's about time you take me in. You forgot about me didn't you???

The bell rings, the clock strikes 12. Midnight. The moon has risen but it's not exactly complete. And neither am I.

Listen for once you selfish fool to the heart your shallow selfish cries wail out. Take them out on me not the one who brought you into the world. Don't you ever go there again.

Be mad, be sad, use the 4 letter words trapped behind your teeth. You know you want to say it so go right ahead. Just don't take it out on anyone but me.