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mzag May 2017
The more I look for myself,
the more I realize that
I’m nowhere to be found.

I left bits and pieces of myself inside
of what now lays in a casket

– maybe im looking for the wrong person
I pray to God that one day I'll no longer need those pieces anymore; that I'll no longer spend my days searching every corner of this earth for something that no longer exists.
mzag May 2017
two years ago,
i was fighting a monster
from breaking my ribs.

today,
i am fighting an invisible ghost,
from watching me pick up the pieces
that haven’t decayed yet.
mzag May 2017
loving you
was such an intense feeling,
kind of like
galaxies exploding in my chest,
eventually a supernova:
so beautifully tragic
mzag May 2017
I’ve shred open my own skin,
I’ve insulated myself and I have searched to
find answers at the bottom of empty pill bottles.
I’ve abandoned the nutrients from my own stomach.
What I’m saying is I am no stranger to self inflicted pain;
I am an expert in punishing myself for existing.
mzag May 2017
my hands are my superpower
with them,
i am able to write out
every single thought in my mind
and without them,
I’d lose my sanity.

— The End —