I wanted to die today
but, of course
your perfect plastic deceit
encapsulates my young, fragile mind
into small sharp shards of hollow hopes
from which you demand I draw blood
I bleed shame in the shape of tears and letters on a screen
which, of course I will never dare to send.
Do as I say, not as I do
I would never fit my innocence into a sin so large,
A sin that I kept adding fuel to
as its fire was my serenity
please, I beg, do not blame me
the silence was too welcoming
the dark curiosities entered
I was face to face with my demons
You did not take me to a safe place
You simply covered my eyes
And held a blade to my throat
Out of sight, out of mind
They’re still in my head,
But now I have no choice but to trust you
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 5:01 PM UTC
I wanted to die today
but, of course
your perfect plastic deceit
encapsulates my young, fragile mind
into small sharp shards of hollow hopes
from which you demand I draw blood
I bleed shame in the shape of tears and letters on a screen
which, of course I will never dare to send.
Do as I say, not as I do
I would never fit my innocence into a sin so large,
A sin that I kept adding fuel to
as its fire was my serenity
please, I beg, do not blame me
the silence was too welcoming
the dark curiosities entered
I was face to face with my demons
You did not take me to a safe place
You simply covered my eyes
And held a blade to my throat
Out of sight, out of mind
They’re still in my head,
But now I have no choice but to trust you
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