Mrs. And Mrs. Toxic

I fell to my knees in dying need of a pill to help me bleed and cope with every emotion I came into contact with. I've tried to drink them away. I've tried to sleep them away. I've tried to mask them in hopes they would go away Now, I just say fu*k it and force myself to live with them. Am I the reject version of a superhero? Emotionally, I rise to help others, I crawl to my familiars, and I wear a cape to protect the emotional state of mind. I am a pillar. Intoxicating moments throughout good and bad memories created both good and bad intentions within every relationship I entered. Once my emotional state was born, I fell in love with Mrs. Toxic. The Mrs. Toxic I stared at in the mirror was the same Mrs. Toxic who stared back.