These brittle bones make my knees shake
Arms heavy with the weight of exhaustion
My feet drag across the ground
Always too tired to pick them up
So they scrap the broken pieces of me
That lay across this grass
Tearing apart my aching feet
Wishing I could pick them up
And carry myself to you
But they are bruised and bleeding
Making me stay
These weeds grow around my limbs
Breaking my brittle bones with ease
I’ll lay here in agony
Playing with these leaves that have fallen from dying trees
Breaking apart in my hands
The weeds have consumed my organs
I tried to **** them with pesticides
But they are infectious
Sprouting up into my lungs
Flowering into abandonment and doubt
Flourishing and burying me beneath the earth
My mouth tastes of copper
And all I see is black
All I can think of is these weeds
That have grounded up my skin
And dragged me into the dirt
I fight to breathe but all I can smell is rotting bones and flesh
I try to claw my way out but deaths got a grip
I whisper my cries of agony as I sink deeper
A corpse bride is all I am
Married to this life of suffering which has no end
I’m tired
So I’ll let the weeds consume me
Fueling my insomnia
Breaking apart my will to escape this reality into a world of make believe