Venom's Bane - Daily Poem 12

Venom’s Bane

How to go on when life is a joke?

How to go on when friends don’t exist?

How to keep on with a positive stroke

When that positivity will be dearly missed?

I go on with life

No love or acceptance

With all these thoughts brewing with me and strife

And that is how I gained my susceptance

Happiness became a bittersweet dream

Anger and sadness, a harsh reality

Things never looked up, it was to seem

And that is how I formed my mentality

This negativity, it became a suit

A great escape from my dimension

And I hopped into another, following the same route

Consequences were lost to me, as an extension

And so, it seemed for woe after woe

This suit built up, making me stronger and better

I lost sight of the obvious, reaching a new low

Couldn’t see, like when your crush couldn’t see your love letter

The suit continued to grow

The fibers grew thicker, now I was inside a tree

No control over my life, I could finally see, though

Anger blossomed on every petal; this was not me

And so, on and on it went

No one seemed to care

Or was my own self-hatred unspent?

So I moved my roots, and took to finally share

Now, on and on it went

Truth after lie after thought

Each word spewed from my mouth broke my discontent

Bit by bit, and soon destruction was wrought

This rough exterior was shed

The care from them I refused to see was self evident

From my determination, this bile had fled

And so, I became less malevolent

These emotions, I had thought to be helpful

Given me some exoskeleton from the pain

Instead, it kept within, making me all the more dreadful

This poison had made me its domain

So, this venom is contained elsewhere

Its vessel is not me, but its vestiges still lie

So I help those poor souls with no one else to care.