Happy Escapril, and I hope you’re having a good Self Care Sunday, everyone! This poem was inspired by a few things and some deep unprocessed pains and nightmares. To be faced with something like this again, this is my way of coping with it; and a finalization of it all.
This Short by **[@megagonefree](
https://youtube.com/channel/UCJGJXyFP24htDCQqBbp-WWw?si=bj4D9c8rV8oh-SIB)** reminded me of this song by **[@melinakb](
https://youtube.com/@MelinaKB?si=0OdGqDM6AMPVnRe9)**
[
https://youtu.be/AW6Tp68DdWg?si=dbxhPLJpHBYPrmKw]()
This is from @skylerwitherspoon’s prompt list! Enjoy!
## Trigger Warnings:
* Grief
* Suicide Mention
* Relapse
* Betrayal
* Needless Ruining of Lives
* Rumor Mention
### ALT TEXT
# Scandalmonger
## [12. Write a poem about the last thing to make you cry.]
### [Song Playing: **[I've Had Enough by Melina KB](
https://youtu.be/4k8cz48vFtY?si=C0Vt87A7zMvTJK0G)**]
Ahh... This feeling again. /
A flashback and relapse of utter guilt. /
One by one they fell... /
6 bodies.../
lowered 6 feet down or fwooshed in their fiery pyre, /
To be spread across the world. /
The laughter remains after it all. / Disingenuous and Backstabbing. /
The scandalmonger reigns in another... /
Ready for the ego inflation. /
Innocent and genuine actions displayed in such grotesque fashion; /
To stir upset and rage for the day. /
Giving all positive attention to you on a silver platter, /
While the stoned bodies are thrown to the ravenous vultures. /
This feeling will never go away. /
But as a survivor of your butter-spread rumors; /
Being outcasted is nothing new to me. /
It hurts, sure. **** happens. /
Especially when it's unfair and untrue. /
I've shed enough tears to know /
that I won't allow this guilt to increase. /
No more comrades will be your sacrifice to your ego. /
No more fake comments about how each victim was such a nice person; /
As you hide the bloodied blade and alcohol rag. /
I have the ability to seek justice /
for those who fell by your hand. /
Now, dear scandalmonger, /
enjoy your vibrantly saturated wine /
in your skull chalice while you can. /
I may relapse and grieve now; /
for when I'm done? /
You're next.
CJOAT | For SkylersPrompts in Escapril 2024
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Happy Escapril, and I hope you’re having a good Self Care Sunday, everyone! This poem was inspired by a few things and some deep unprocessed pains and nightmares. To be faced with something like this again, this is my way of coping with it; and a finalization of it all.
This Short by **[@megagonefree](https://youtube.com/channel/UCJGJXyFP24htDCQqBbp-WWw?si=bj4D9c8rV8oh-SIB)** reminded me of this song by **[@melinakb](https://youtube.com/@MelinaKB?si=0OdGqDM6AMPVnRe9)**
[https://youtu.be/AW6Tp68DdWg?si=dbxhPLJpHBYPrmKw]()
This is from @skylerwitherspoon’s prompt list! Enjoy!
## Trigger Warnings:
* Grief
* Suicide Mention
* Relapse
* Betrayal
* Needless Ruining of Lives
* Rumor Mention
### ALT TEXT
# Scandalmonger
## [12. Write a poem about the last thing to make you cry.]
### [Song Playing: **[I've Had Enough by Melina KB](https://youtu.be/4k8cz48vFtY?si=C0Vt87A7zMvTJK0G)**]
Ahh... This feeling again. /
A flashback and relapse of utter guilt. /
One by one they fell... /
6 bodies.../
lowered 6 feet down or fwooshed in their fiery pyre, /
To be spread across the world. /
The laughter remains after it all. / Disingenuous and Backstabbing. /
The scandalmonger reigns in another... /
Ready for the ego inflation. /
Innocent and genuine actions displayed in such grotesque fashion; /
To stir upset and rage for the day. /
Giving all positive attention to you on a silver platter, /
While the stoned bodies are thrown to the ravenous vultures. /
This feeling will never go away. /
But as a survivor of your butter-spread rumors; /
Being outcasted is nothing new to me. /
It hurts, sure. Shit happens. /
Especially when it's unfair and untrue. /
I've shed enough tears to know /
that I won't allow this guilt to increase. /
No more comrades will be your sacrifice to your ego. /
No more fake comments about how each victim was such a nice person; /
As you hide the bloodied blade and alcohol rag. /
I have the ability to seek justice /
for those who fell by your hand. /
Now, dear scandalmonger, /
enjoy your vibrantly saturated wine /
in your skull chalice while you can. /
I may relapse and grieve now; /
for when I'm done? /
You're next.
CJOAT | For SkylersPrompts in Escapril 2024
CJOAT Watermarked