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Mar 2018
It's happening again
And all I can do is fall in
Don't try to catch me you'll slip

Because my dreams are a void
and the floor drips
Drips of shot down hopes and slit wrist

Of all the lost friends and abusive
Of all the secrets I tie at dawn
Of everything I bottle inside and seal away
Of everything I've ever told anyone
Of prized lies and the brutal truth
Of what I thought was love

Dripping with all the people I knew
My neck in a rope
The smoke fills my nose
But is it worth it

This feeling doesn't last forever
Neither does the pain
but my reality says
I'll just keep battling in vain

Will I float or become one with the ocean floor
I don't know anymore

Will I tick or cave in
Or, will I just become another memory
dripping from your faucet
Created 2.13.18
Written by
Lady Misfortune  17/F/Ohio
(17/F/Ohio)   
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