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Empire Mar 2019
I want to mourn
For all of me that died
So much of me died
All that’s left is this shell
Remnants of a person
I want to mourn
Because it hurts
I think
I wouldn’t know
Because I chose to silence it
Intervention in my death
I stopped dying
But I wasn’t revived
Just not dying
And now here I am
Not dying
But I’m so dead
Necrotic
And I can’t mourn
I can’t make the tears come
Because of that little white circle
I place on my tongue at night
It kept me from dying
But I’m not better
Just paused
I can’t mourn
All of me
That I lost
I might have had a panic attack.
My hands are still shaking.
Empire Mar 2019
I thought I wanted
To numb the pain
But I was wrong
I can’t feel anything
No desire to live
No desire to die
No desire at all
I can’t feel
And it’s so much worse
Than feeling pain
Every breath is forced
Every heartbeat plain
This isn’t right
Something’s wrong
With me
And that fear
Is the only thing
That I can feel
So I savor it
So I stimulate it
So I simulate it
Amidst the emptiness
Of existence
This isn’t better
Empire Mar 2019
Take it away
I don’t want it anymore
But it doesn’t belong to me
I have no right
To rid myself of it
But I don’t actually believe
That things will get better
Do I?
This life
It hurts
And as long as I’m here
It will hurt me
So I’ll have to keep fighting
As long as I am here
Because no matter how much
I don’t want it
It’s not mine to throw away
I’m bleeding out, but I force myself to my feet to go another round.
Empire Mar 2019
Holding onto life
Reality
Sanity
My hands growing weak
My grip loosening
But as I am about to let go
To relinquish
You grab my hands
You secure them
You won’t let me go
I beg for you to stop
Just let me fall
I’m so tired
You breathe life
Back into my bones
Renew my strength
Because I’m not done
My fight is not over
Empire Mar 2019
If I stop being distracted
And pay attention
To what’s going on
Inside my head
I realize
That all I can hear is
Screaming
Nothing makes sense
Empire Mar 2019
Light me up inside
Flick a spark in my soul
To spread like a wildfire
I want to feel the sensation
The warm glow
As the depths of my darkness
All of my rotting flesh
Pale, torn, bruised
Is revived
The sickness cured
At least
For a little while
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