My skin wasn't meant to contain all this pain
My chest senses exploding agony
that of a thousand bursting nebulae
stars in my eyes are now spikes
Knees bend and I droop low in disdain
I can only feel myself about to give up
A bomb that ticks not knowing when to stop.

Blades line up ready for battle
My thoughts shooting at them
provoking weapons -
drawing them closer
This is a war I'd like to surrender in
It's useless
Because I am already bleeding on the inside.