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Just Anna Sep 2013
My eyes cry out
Like a dry desert

I can feel cracks
at the back of my eyes
It's so dry
It's sore

It's the effects of a drought
after a long monsoon
Just Anna Sep 2013
It's funny how I wake up
Feeling nothing of what I'd felt before
It's like a different person
I'm sorry
Just Anna Sep 2013
There goes
I relapsed
again

How insensitive of me
Just Anna Sep 2013
There goes
the last string
I trusted not to snap

There goes
the last string
I trusted

All the other strings
are mended
taped
flimsy

Can I trust
strings again?

Such unreliable things strings are
how silly of I to think
the string wouldn't snap on me
Of course it did
you stupid gullible girl

It snapped and rebounded
stinging your fingers

ouch.
I hate the violin
I hope you know that
all it does is cause me pain
Just Anna Sep 2013
I sing
and
sing
and
sing
and
sing

hoping that maybe I'll sing it all away
sing the pain away
sing.......
because that's all a wounded bird can do
Just Anna Sep 2013
C'mon
Fight it fight it fight it*

Don't let your disease
become you
Just Anna Sep 2013
I should have just shut up.
I told you so
right?
*yes
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