I'm slipping away
Nobody can see
As I lay, tears falling.
There's a shadow
Where I imagine a future,
Broken pieces, scattered
Which I cannot seem to pick up
The glue long since dried
Multiple times before
Have I attempted
To fix this broken person in the mirror,
Whose smile seems fake to me
Taunting me
Waiting
For the moment I let down my walls
So she can watch me crumble
So she can laugh at my screams,
My tears and blood
To spill, erasing all the dirt
Of who I was before.
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
I'm slipping away
Nobody can see
As I lay, tears falling.
There's a shadow
Where I imagine a future,
Broken pieces, scattered
Which I cannot seem to pick up
The glue long since dried
Multiple times before
Have I attempted
To fix this broken person in the mirror,
Whose smile seems fake to me
Taunting me
Waiting
For the moment I let down my walls
So she can watch me crumble
So she can laugh at my screams,
My tears and blood
To spill, erasing all the dirt
Of who I was before.
