I thought I could
out run my demons
but they still
f i n d m e
in the dead of night
next to the water
gone cold in the basin
from the blood I scrubbed
from myself
l a s t n i g h t.
these stars that fall
onto my body
won't come off
so they leave scars
that I hold tightly
sewn together like
w i s h e s l o s t
to the dark.
my arms are empty
yet, so full
of what I carry
deep inside
that when I awake
in the morning
it makes me wonder
w h y?
but tiny cuts
hold big secrets
that never heal
the wound.
so I will run
for the very reason
that weakness is a
s i l e n t r o o m
so, if you ask:
"thoughts for a penny,"
I'll just bargain for a tomb
since all these whispers
live too haunt me
I run...
I fall...
I ..... l o s e.
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
I thought I could
out run my demons
but they still
f i n d m e
in the dead of night
next to the water
gone cold in the basin
from the blood I scrubbed
from myself
l a s t n i g h t.
these stars that fall
onto my body
won't come off
so they leave scars
that I hold tightly
sewn together like
w i s h e s l o s t
to the dark.
my arms are empty
yet, so full
of what I carry
deep inside
that when I awake
in the morning
it makes me wonder
w h y?
but tiny cuts
hold big secrets
that never heal
the wound.
so I will run
for the very reason
that weakness is a
s i l e n t r o o m
so, if you ask:
"thoughts for a penny,"
I'll just bargain for a tomb
since all these whispers
live too haunt me
I run...
I fall...
I ..... l o s e.
