Sickly blue
Disturbed dissections
I scream silently
To anyone whose asking.
Because it's my favourite thing to say.
I protrude emptiness, so black
That rainy days
Are bright.
As you shove bones
Down my throat
Expecting me to swallow
And saying it's help.
I cut my skin, to feel
Dissatisfaction
And wait for my lungs
To stop
But the bus stop blues
Never come.
So bleeding waterfalls
Calmly
I metaphorically take pills
Again and again.
Even though I'm metaphysically impaired
I'm still waiting to die.
May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 6:29 AM UTC
Sickly blue
Disturbed dissections
I scream silently
To anyone whose asking.
Because it's my favourite thing to say.
I protrude emptiness, so black
That rainy days
Are bright.
As you shove bones
Down my throat
Expecting me to swallow
And saying it's help.
I cut my skin, to feel
Dissatisfaction
And wait for my lungs
To stop
But the bus stop blues
Never come.
So bleeding waterfalls
Calmly
I metaphorically take pills
Again and again.
Even though I'm metaphysically impaired
I'm still waiting to die.
