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Cami May 2013
There's a sharp
Peice of metal
And it is staring at me
With such intensity
It makes me sink
Into my skin

The metal
Is dull
And lifeless
But it contains
Great power
Over me
And my thoughts

Most would not think
Of this metal
The way I do
And they would not fear it
Or wish it to bring
Harm to them
But I do

I have learned to
Need the metal
And I have lost
All willpower
To control my impulses
And I can't think clearly
When I see that peice of metal
Sitting oh, so innocently
Staring at me
Cami May 2013
I think
you are
incredibly beautiful
when you're alone
and your makeup
is running down your
lovely face

and you feel
oh, so lonesome
and you wish
that your life would end

but I wish
it wouldn't
because you
are oh, so amazing
in my eyes
when you are sad
and alone,
with no one to run to

{c.m.}
Cami May 2013
someday
I will be able to smile
once again
and I will be able
to breathe
and I won't be
so lonely

and when that day comes
maybe
I will be thankful
that I was saved
and I will be glad
I could finally
see the light

{c.m.}
Cami May 2013
I wish
I could refuse
to sink
as others do

but sadly
I am not them
and I am too far gone
to swim back up

no matter how badly
I want to see the light
and break free

I seem
to be anchored
to the ocean floor
where I will lay
until my oxygen
is cut too short

{c.m.}
Cami May 2013
I've strayed too far
from home
and I've lost my place
and I don't know where
I am

but it's too late
to turn around
and try to find
myself

and now
I've realized
I am not missed
nor is my absence
recognized

{c.m.}
Cami May 2013
she hurts herself
she cries her tears
it's nothing compared
to the pain inside her cold heart

she lies useless
defeated as depression takes another blow
she's numb,
feeling nothing
after all
she's used to it
every day is the same
she hurts and she breaks

but she'll sew herself up again
just long enough
to last
until she can take
no more

{c.m.}
Cami May 2013
"once more,"
she promises herself

"just one last time,"
she convinces herself

"only one or two,"
she negotiates

"how about a little small one,"
her words make sense

but she promises herself,
"only once"
too many times
and now
she is reckless

{c.m.}
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