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Apr 2019
The fluttering wings locked in
The birds are banging against the hollow bones of my heart
And they might break them

The plastic bags that I call my lungs aren’t working
There seems to be an unseen force crushing them
The noises all around are just being drowned out by the calling of the birds in my chest
Everything seems to be breaking

Hide all the sharp things
Because the wolf in my skull only wants to see blood
The red liquid running on and on until I drown in it

Hide your heart
The wolf only wants to see it broken
The wolf wants to crush it beneath his paws and put his teeth all the way through it.

The birds only want to sing
But they are trapped and only know how to scream
They only know how to break
Not build

The wolf won’t let me call you
The birds won’t let me call you
There is plastic covering my mouth
And blood on my hands
Written by
Elena
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