Under my skin,
Your words are digging in.
Ripping, tearing,
Pulling my flesh away.
Peeling back the skin
And settling in.
To a host of which
They are unwelcome.

Under my skin,
Your words are digging in.
Lying, defying,
Numbing the realities.
Peeling back the skin
And settling in.
Whispering nothings to which
There are no meanings.

Under my skin,
Your words are digging in.
Confusing, undoing,
Ignoring all truths.
Peeling back the skin
And settling in.
Crafting lies which
Are filled with sin.

Under my skin,
Your words are digging in.
Mending, fixing,
Stitching the wounds.
Peeling back the skin
And settling in.
Making a home in which
They shouldn't be existing.

Under my skin,
Your words are digging in.
Peeling back the skin
And settling in.

sad*  scared  alone  depressed  It  overwhelmed  ups­et  ignorant
 irrelevant  broken  disgusting  is you  awful  rejected  numb  stupid   
unhappy  lazy­  fat  mad  that protects me from the  hopeless  cold  fear
glum  tragic  pouring rain and you shelter me from the  worked  poor
despair  big wide world and for that I owe you my soul  chubby
sick  and           I          think             that          you         are  wrong
hollow                                              B                                               shame
empty                                               e                                                 envy
anxst                                                a                                            remorse
grief                                                  u                                               greedy
poorly                                               t                                             shallow
fed up                                              i                                             beaten
bullied                                              f                                               guilty
unheard                                           u                                         unneeded
stress                                             l.                                             *bored

I stay up all night
Again
Thinking nothing
But sad thoughts
I thought
Of
One thing
In particular
I don't want to repeat
I tried as hard
As I could
Not to cry
But I did
And I could not stop

My dearest,
Not even the strongest angel
could promise you
such hardest things.

I can't promise you
I would not cry
I can't promise you
I would stay strong
till the end
because
even the strongest brick
falls back as dusts
like the sand on your feet.

We've both been bad
We've both made mistakes;
mistakes that sometimes
we couldn't take back.

Though you know
the seemingly loud thunders
could break my walls
and trigger my little box
of fear,
You've been there for me
holding me tight
and told me to stay strong.

"because I love you"
I never seem
to remember the words
that come after.
but
it is never your fault.
*It never was

i could never gave them a real answer
"why do you write?"
Four words
This is where
my mind will go blank
because you used to be the reason why I write
but now that you're gone
things just don't make sense
so many things
are clouding my brain
to protrude from my mouth
and out towards everything.
Every little thing
that used to be the reason
why I write,
eventually burnt away.