Sometimes I wish I could
just puke up all these feelings
Squelch them under my foot
like the bugs they are.
I would scream into every
empty void if only to get a
voice to shout back.
I would cut open every heart
if only to take away the pain.
But feelings fade, and you
think after all you aren't insane,
until they come racing back again.
And you don't know if
you're quite done trying,
whether or not you should
rot into that dark place, and
finally accept your fate.
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
Sometimes I wish I could
just puke up all these feelings
Squelch them under my foot
like the bugs they are.
I would scream into every
empty void if only to get a
voice to shout back.
I would cut open every heart
if only to take away the pain.
But feelings fade, and you
think after all you aren't insane,
until they come racing back again.
And you don't know if
you're quite done trying,
whether or not you should
rot into that dark place, and
finally accept your fate.
