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Jessica Lynne Apr 2016
Every inch of vivid skin
Each folicle, each hair
Could this be my destination
Tucked in under your arm
It's such a beautiful sin
Hanging on to your last breath
All the worlds tranquillity
My life hangs on to it
Jessica Lynne Apr 2016
Even when I tried
No one really knew
Who I was inside
What I knew was true

Everything's not funny
Everything's not true
All the lies I live
Building up in you

The pain I feel inside
It reminisce on the outside
Who you really see
Isn't really me

I am not all that funny
Nor do I try
I am truly oh so shy
Don't just pass me by.
I am sick. But that isn't me. My symptoms aren't me either.
Jessica Lynne Mar 2016
Words like knives pressed to my throat
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