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Nov 2018
911
there's nowhere to go for me
the air becomes dense
I can't
breathe
my heart weeps with each beat and
My mind is screaming
breathe
She yells at me
She tells me it won’t get better until I bleed

Take a deep breath
Maybe you just need to rest

My chest feels tight
You cannot see through my eyes

Okay just breathe
You need to be normal

How do you define normal in this world?

You need help
breathe

No please

Trust me, you'll be safe in this place

but
What is safety
when I made a home in every name of the people I believed would not break me

Breathe

I'm not crazy, sorry I'm not a saint
Maybe I should listen to the voices in my brain
All they say is breath
Count to three
someone once told me it won't get better until I bleed
Red silk streams down my body and I start to feel free

911 what is your emergency
m.d
Feedback please
Written by
Mackenzie
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