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Nov 2014
time's going by slower and
slower and it's getting hard
to look at myself in the
mirror but i did this to myself
and i know i did and i can feel
the regret creeping up behind
me and i can feel it crawling
on my skin and into my pores
and sinking it's teeth into my
bones
the pain is taking over and it's
getting hard to breathe and i
can't tell reality from nightmare
and maybe that's what i've been
after all along
why didn't you stop me why
would you ever let this happen
to me you let me tear the flesh
from my bones just for the show
Aspen
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Aspen
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