Analysis of Ugliness

I am ugly, not worth the time.

The darkness a deep bottomless pit spews up a toxic vitriol spraying and casting it across a barren landscape. I stand accused guilty of my own in-action and subjected to be dragged through the refining fire. The mind haunts me, the harsh reality and truth of my actions laid bare for all to witness to judge and dissect ridicule and study. The restless nights, the shame and guilt eating ripping at my soul with jagged teeth looking to get a hold of the meat and clamp down. Suffer gladly and revoke the pain and complete disillusion of the righteous minds of men before you. You are ugly, you don't deserve a scrap! You are not allowed a mere morsel of joy, you must not allow it into your life for once you do, it shall be extinguished. We break you, we control you. We throw you off your path, we with our scantily clad reasons disguised and dipped in a thick hate disguised as pleasantry, I own you! The fleeting attempts you make are all In vain, the electricity shooting and crackling down every neural pathway and deep within the root of your nerves, sprawling out like fork lighting striking the blackened earth. We own you! My plaything for all eternity to do with what I please! NO! Lift the curse that has befallen many a man. You cannot own that which is not yours, that which you never created! I break the chains of this confinement to walk with you and only you. For you were always there you never left me, you never abandoned me you were always there. Welcoming me with open arms, the road may get twisted and blocked, your efforts may appear all in vain. Call on me.

I walk your path, there is no other, I walk with you.