You want me caged and collared, and I get it,
but such prisons work both ways
You see the wild animal in me?
Imagine it tearing you from the inside out
that’s every indecision, all of my mistakes
you call me dangerous, but there’s not much left
it’s more afraid of you - I’m more afraid of you
too busy attacking myself to bite you
you’re too busy hating yourself to blame anyone else
You have cycles? Well I have seasons
either way - who is the weak one, really?
Depression sessions in season, all sad Summer long!
(But you’re right - I am more dangerous)
I always was, you always knew it
I am broken/shattered/a thousand pieces,
broken pieces of a thousand broken mirrors
holding them so tight, blood leaking through my fingers
the sting, like all those times I bit my tongue
can’t trust my gut, because it always hurts
this sickness, for too long getting the best of me
clogging my arteries, raising the pressure
blogging my downfall, watching my balance crash
my mind getting slower, my memories fading
you can smell the desperate on my clothes
loneliness leaking, seeping out of my pores
my chest is burning up, head filled with pain
but just one more night, and I'll feel better
I’m fine, don’t look at me with those eyes

"You know I have to put you on suicide watch", he said.

What, so you can watch me die instead?

Feed your sadness with poems that bleed, so you'll stop bothering your wrists.

I guess the pain is comfortable.

Tonight, I'll write a story that will never be read and speak of words that will never be said. Like you, I'll try to survive, to live just as if I'm alive.

If I ever lose my battle,
Just know that I fought.

I tried real hard to be alive,
And my lost is no one's fault.

Say to them the lies I used to tell,
That I'm okay and everything's well.

Yellow triangle,
Warning me to stay away
I kick it over
And slip

A question mark

Is half a heart
and without you
I'm torn apart,
We're torn in two.

I'm left here  
With no right to ask.
Yet I can't go in circles.
Because isn't half a heart

A question mark?