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Mar 2021
I took the medicine to save me
But oh how lucky it erased me
No, not even a trace of me
Suddenly I moved gracefully
Before the side effects overcame me
And I saw only black and white again
My only memory of me before then
I was sitting by an old oak tree
Within myself I found peace
Something let me off the leash
Now I’m crumpled up inside
The lights too bright it hurts my eyes
Everything is rotten fruit
Craters are bullet wounds left on the moon
And I’m gone, though the cracks again
No one can find me
I am bursting through the seams
Now I know what dying means
Kaitland
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Kaitland  28/F/Hollyweird
(28/F/Hollyweird)   
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