escaping reality

my aspirations were once
small because i listened to you
and never me. stuck in
the brilliance of my teeth,
you spread rot, decay,
insecurities, and dismay.
i was empty; an aching
tooth never relieved until
i tore you out and let
my gums scab and bleed…


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