Fighting this solace I've fallen into …
Thoughts mingling
Thinking ...
How easy would it be?
To let you see through me
To tell you just how the cracks in my soul
Will never allow me to be whole
They let small pieces of me escape
And no amount of healing will ever allow it to reshape
I could expose the words I wrote
With blades in my bare arm
The fleshy suicide note
Left by the razor's warm kisses on it's way to my palm
It wouldn't be difficult to explain
The full extent of my pain
Through the amount of chemicals I've ingested
Or the nutrients I've expelled undigested
And how the resultant self hatred keeps me away from mirrors
Making me wonder if that is the reason
Why I forgot the feeling of a loving embrace
And the tears that occasionally stream down my face
Provide the only caress I've felt lately...
It would be so easy...
(silence)
C.D.
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