I think I'm being buried
slowly
smothered as
more
and more
dirt is piled
onto my shoulders
"...seperating..."
"...just friends..."
"...dead..."
"...responsibility..."
"...passing, right?"

I am up to my neck
and barely breathing.

give me shelter
from these thoughts
that can destroy me
offer me protection
from words
that are better left unsaid
release me
from the prison
of my mind
that forces me to become
a suffragette
for causes i don't believe in
offer me my courage
let me take back my strength
so i can rebuild the morality
of the person i once was.

i grieve almost daily
for the girl i once was

losing yourself
grips your soul
like a predictable
death.

If people step on my toes
I kick their shins