You take me down
Blow by blow
I'm nothing, no one
How I beloved my crown of thorns
Begetter of my blood
Harbinger of my fear
An impressive cruelty
Violent insecurities
Toxic masculinity
Become the wrathful deity
Your virulent disposition
My formative castigation
I'll kill you and your voice inside my head
Seething scorn cauterized the wounds that never bled. Now septic, soon necrotic the excision can begin. No longer the lambasted. You'll never put your hands on me again