"Lonely Girl" - a poem I wrote

"Lonely Girl"

Revel in the self-hatred
It's all you got baby
Your head's filled with cockroaches
Your hands are covered
In a blood that doesn't wash off
Plant me in a beautiful spot
Where I bloom for the morning glories

Revel in the self-hatred
Your face is dirty and tear-streaked
You'll never be that special
But I never found pus sickening
Just my own reflection
You're all alone, lonely girl
Your skeleton will eventually be dust

A.M.B. 
17 October 2021