She doesn’t feel at home in her own home
because she’s not home grown.
Artificial
as a plastic flower that you buy in a store,
instead of taking the time to plant it your self.
She conceals herself in a white room,
with depression and a razor.
Because the somatic pain
ceases the pain her mind endures.
A need to bleed,
just to know she’s alive.
Mar 14, 2013
Mar 14, 2013 at 10:07 AM UTC
She doesn’t feel at home in her own home
because she’s not home grown.
Artificial
as a plastic flower that you buy in a store,
instead of taking the time to plant it your self.
She conceals herself in a white room,
with depression and a razor.
Because the somatic pain
ceases the pain her mind endures.
A need to bleed,
just to know she’s alive.
