Looking down at my body
"Whose is this? It's not mine! It can't be.."
Seeing the feminine shape and curves
Seeing the thing that isn't there
Realizing how I really look
Hoping one day, I might just be who I dream I am...
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 7:53 PM UTC
A growing flower in the field
A wilting flower
A different flower
The flower hates itself, its wilted grey self
Flowing in the wind is the poor dead flower
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
Echoes in my ears
Screaming "Stop! Stop!"
All I can feel is the intense sting of the cold blade
More and more
A warm red liquid navigates down my wrist
More and more blood sits atop my arm
A large smile spreads across my face
The beauty of the red glistening liquid absorbs my mind
I am unable to hear the echoes in my mind once again
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 2:54 AM UTC
Blood on my arms
My legs
My hands
The blade
I did it
What I did was fail
Fail at keeping the blade away from my skin
The blade stung
It stung so bad
It made me feel happy
But now I am dead
Dead with regret
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 3:39 AM UTC
Blood drips from the deep crevice in my skin
Tears build up in my eyes from the pain I inflicted
"More.." I say
Gliding the sharp blade over my skin
Heavy breathing
"I feel better..."
I say lying to myself
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 7:12 PM UTC
I want to die...
I want to die...
I want to DIE
No
I want to be happy...
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 6:44 PM UTC
Prepare for the worst
Prepare for the best
Prepare when ever you can
Falling deeper and deeper into this hole
Deeper and deeper I go
No rope
No one to help
Deeper and deeper I go
Nothing was prepared for this event
Nothing
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 7:44 PM UTC
Pittering and patering against the thin brittle roof
Louder and louder it becomes as it pours down
Steel raining down from the sky,
desperately endeavoring to break through
Harder and harder it pounds
I'm not fearful
The Rain will not break through
It cannot
It shall not
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 4:49 AM UTC
Staring towards the glowing globe in the sky
Watching it sink deeper and deeper into the aphotic blue water
The sky goes dim as the glowing orb sinks into the calm water
Laying my back against the bitter sand
I accept going back into the darkness once again
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 4:08 AM UTC
Step by step
Weaker and weaker we get
Day by day
Laugh by laugh
Cry by cry
March your way proudly through your short time we call life
Others simply walk, slowly, wading through the stretching tunnel
Dark turns
Left or right?
Forward or back?
Which way do I steer the March to my Death?
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 4:01 AM UTC