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Feb 2020
I'm going insane on this
holding in things that i miss
never admitting to anything incriminating
nothing can stop me now
but as i dream on
with a needle in my arm
i'll just focus on you

to bury this love
is to sacrifice
but still i make the choice
to stick in the pain
and the inducing nightmares
take over as i sleep

but it worth it
to do things in the light of moons
and the caves of crystals that i dream of
and the habits that i have
just hold on me

lacing me with poison
do anything to help
but you do nothing
you just look at me

burning symbols into my skin
you left me burning with my life
and i barely did anything while i was alive
just hold onto me
till my last breathe please
Bones
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Bones  Gender Nonconforming
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