passive vengeance

memories drool
all over my present state
the exit wounds
stain what could be
what was
is gone
I try not to reanimate
the monster
chaos magic tempts
I’d like to think I was powerful
instead I am silent
passive
too often
rather than the absence of courage
I suffer from the absence of care
they watched me suffer
prolonged my torment
why should I save them
they’d let me die
so shall I