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Dev Feb 2018
Look out your window, darling.
There's a whole world sitting there just for you.
Can't you see it?

If only you'd turn away,
Turn away my darling!
Turn away from that book you've buried your head in!

If you'd just listen!
Hear what I say!
Do it my way, darling!

Oh my darling, why won't you look?
For heavens' sake! Don't repeat my mistake,
for I never did gaze upon the world.

I buried my head in that book,
I buried my thoughts in that music,
I buried my heart in the boy.

Years have flown by,
I have lived safely,
but I have stayed within confinement!

These four walls!
All white and dreary, my darling!
Can't you see the trees billowing outside?

Life is too short, darling!
Please, take a wander down the jostling street.
At least look out your window!

Look out your window, darling.
The sun is coming up.
Can't you see it?
The sort of thing my grandmother used to say, I'm sure you've heard it before from someone.
Dev Feb 2018
Today, I died.
I watched my self from far away
Watched myself burn and shrivel
And turn to ashes.

Today, I died.
I carved windows into my skin,
to see what it was like on the inside,
And poured my soul out.

Today, I died.
I sunk below the water,
Watched the bubbles arise
as my body thrashed and pleaded with me.

Today I ******* died.
I saw the real me,
I saw me for who I am
And that ***** deserves to ******* die.

Today, I died.
Because yesterday, you also saw me for me.
You saw who I’d become and said you didn’t love me anymore.
Said I deserved to die.

Today, I am dead.
I have washed the blood off my hands.
The smoke has left my lungs,
And the water has restored me.

Today, I am alive.
I wrote this on the bus home home after a horrible ******* day.
I think we all die a little inside on days like these.

— The End —