When was the last time
That you woke up
And smiled
Because you love yourself
Or because the sun
Was there to wake you?
Because for me
It has been
A very
Long
Time

words only come out from cracks
whenever you feel broken.

Everybody says the worst haunted houses are the ones with creaky floorboards and broken windows
But I think the worst haunted houses are the ones with the charming smile and brown eyes.

I don't want to think.
It's too much.

I don't want to talk.
It's too much.

I don't want to breathe.
It's too much.

I don't want to walk.
It's too much.

I don't want to write.
It's too much.

I don't want to read.
It's too much.



I don't want to be here.
It's too much.

Get** them away from me!
I don't like this game anymore!
You all look like white rabbits!
Your clean pale colored coats!
You can't mask the feeling with those pills!
Let go of me!
I hate you!
Take this IV off of me!
I hate all of you!
This is my heartbeat i will do with it what i please!
I'm smiling! I'm grinning! It makes my face ache!
Leave me alone so I can stare at the ceiling again!
The drugs! What have you done? I can't scream.
I can see your worried hands, leave me be.
I can see your eyes, frantic and apologetic.
I feel like i'm floating. All the drugs...
His eyes are almost skeletal with the circles so dark and tired.
You've been here all this time? Even if I die again?
Unless I am told otherwise.