The fact that you and I co-exist in the same reality is always there,

In the back of your head,

Haunting and taunting you.

I don’t need to trigger you, as you are always in that deep state of fuckey.

For as long as you can remember, never not spiraling.

I don’t need to remind you of my existence, as it lives in your brain, rent free,

For all eternity.

I simply exist, and you spiral on autopilot.

Just as I programmed you to.