#ruptured
Hold on to that thought
To that object, to that lot.
Keep trying, keep living
Keep doing what you love.
Something, anything
That keeps your mind above.
That doesn't make you sad,
That doesn't make you cry.
That doesn't start the cutting,
The dying and the lies.
Something, anything,
That makes you keep breathing.
Clutch that last straw with all your heart,
Your mind, you soul, oh all so broken apart.
Your bones are shattered
And your will is fractured.
Your mind is mutilated
And your heart has ruptured.
Black and white.
The colours of the sky.
They make me want to fly,
Soar so high
Above, so that I will never have to
Come down again.
For though my body is broken, my mind is free;
And that's the object that I sought to keep.
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 12:33 AM UTC
Here I stand a on the edge again
Wishing I didn't have to swim
The sharks are showing their fins
Wish I could just end it all
I'm already fully in the fall
No one hears my screams, my call
I just want it to be over
Lay me down in the sweet clover
Do it now before I'm sober
I can't take the pursue
All that's left inside is ruptured
Leave me for the rapture
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 6:17 PM UTC