I held on tight
and wept in your arms.
I felt free.  
Really free.
The free that lets go
of years of collected tears.

Like a hammer to a swollen piggy bank
of saved emotions. My tears became pieces of porcelain shattered upon your chest.
Each piece was a part of me I held on to for a future I didn’t know was here.
I wept.
Each breath howling testimonies of forgotten hurts.
I inhaled your words and let go
of a fear that my past was too much to handle.

I inhaled your love
and exhaled love I kept reserved.

My chest burned as if it were opening from a melodic password I wasn’t aware of.

I felt lifted.  

My heart exploded light.
And in your arms,
I felt loved.

Because its 2am
                                
                                                and im sitting in my bedroom alone

    thinking of ways to **** myself
                  thinking of reasons to hate myself  

                                                                  while you're sleeping



because I told you I was fine.

Dust is a disease,
Time is a curse,
Actions only society decides.
Technology increasing,
Humans missing,
Years go by faster,
Generations die quicker.
Not only is it there,
It is inside us,
Is inside us,
Inside us,
Inside.
Mankind will **** itself.
Now, only they wait.