My stinging

Spouting fountain of

Verbal regurgitation

Is the catalyst

And broadcaster of this

Misinterpreted information.

My tongue is the centerpiece.

My mouth is the barrel of a gun;

One of my cheeks is sinful

And the other is ashamed-

The crimson pair bury themselves

Into their

Black and blue stained,

Leather-bound companion.

I've won nothing;

Nothing I've gained...

If you see me like I see myself

I'm my own worst enemy.