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Apr 2018
Asleep.  
No
I try to sleep
With my hands close to me

Anti social, maybe?
Fear of intimacy, maybe?
No
Not really

I sleep with my hands close to me
The physical action
Of crawling inside myself
Crawling inside myself

As if I will be safe there
Within myself
Crawling inside myself
Within myself

If I could
I'd rip my chest open
And crawl
Further inside myself

As if I'd be safe there
As if my hands
Inside my chest
Could grab my heart

Slow it down
Inside myself
Or
Within myself

Would I find
my own hands there
Already
Inside myself

Forcing my heart
To beat this uncontrollable ryhthm
That makes me
Crawl

Inside myself
I can't seem to fix
What's broken
Within myself

Even if I could crawl inside myself
I know
I know
It won't get better

Fool myself into thinking it's better
For myself
Broken, inside
And out

It's not safe
Inside myself
I know within myself
I have to get out myself...
ALIEN MOSTLY
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ALIEN MOSTLY  24/Two-Spirit/South Africa
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