when I'm sad
the sun sets into my rib cage
my chest crashes into my spine.
fingers will claw at my skin and hair
and slid with the tears on my cheeks
I want to scream my pain
I want to set fires on my body
just to remove the sadness
that sleeps in my veins
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
