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Mar 2013
Dark, always dark
The walls are painted by blood
So scared as the brilliant red
Drips in an uneven path
Stopping at my shaking legs
Slightly aware of my freshly sliced wrist
Everything begins to fade out to grey
I want to pass out
But the voices in my head screams
Telling me to open my eyes
Write the lies on the wall
Repent for your sins
It screams in my head
And as I push at it
Trying to escape
My skin tears open slowly
This time it's me whose screaming
Begging, pleading
Write the lies on the wall
Inside my head they scream
I want to move but the pain hold me immobilized
My eyes begin to bleed
I might just explode
As my head throbs
And my skin breaks
Thank god I woke up
This was a real nightmare I had, I apologize for how gruesomely graphic it was I just needed to capture it all while it was still fresh.
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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