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skye davies Jun 2015
My cardboard box
has no holes,
walls as thick,
as my self control,
breaking them down,
I struggle to breath.
A paper cut
leaves me to bleed.
skye davies Jun 2015
I remember how you
used to feel on my skin,
I replaced your hands
with razor blades,
their delicate touch
cut me deep,
along with your destructive words.
skye davies Jun 2015
I used to bite your lip,
now I bite an apple,
it's juices flow,
like my tears,
once you stole my innocence.
skye davies Jun 2015
Starting to fall back into those old habits we're all trying to escape,
where we feel the wrong pain
but still take the pills.
Oh how we can drown ourselves just lying in a bath of our own sins.
Oh how hard it is to breath,
when you're suffocating every time you try to sleep.
Oh how we choke as we bring up the fat,
crying and screaming as we die doing all that.
Just one day I wish to be you,
pretty, free and a flawless human being.
The more I wish,
the more I slip away,
until finally one day,
I can end this retched life
and be free from every bodies sight.
Where I lie there'll be no judging here,
just the cold soil where my body will disappear.

— The End —