Aug 13, 2022
2 min read
Hubristic Woman
A poem of delusion
Where is all the chaos? she said
and seeing none
she called it forth like a hurricane
her own personal apocalypse
designed through self-loathing
she: the epicenter
alone again, akimbo
amidst the fallout of fallen friends
proof that she is
and will always be
unloveable.
