"deaddeaddead" poems
She was the most amazing girl
We understood eachother
But I never got to hold her hand
I never got to kiss her forehead
I never got to tell her I love her
She's dead now, I killed her
I don't know how, or why
It's always my fault though
And so she's gone
DEADDEADDEAD
She used to be the only thing
That made me smile
Until I got that text
And then, I never heard from her
Where did she go?
Is she in the Heavens?
With a god I don't believe in
Looking down at someone else
And not knowing how guilty
I am for killing her
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
me, after i traced dirt up my arms and underneath my skin. i can still find you in my veins, turning blood into a maelstrom, this isn't what rain is supposed to feel like, i can taste wire fences on the tip of my tongue but i still can't get the smell of you out of my mouth
me, choking on dead air, static playing on an endless loop in my jaw, deaddeaddead i'm dead i can feel breath rattling in my lungs and i'm dead this must be what corpses feel like
me, imagining what corpses feel like
me, imagining what corpses feel like
me, imagining what corpses feel like
me, me, me, me, me, looped around three hundred times, me, not entirely there, me not there at all, me, me, me, dead dead dead, static, static, static, static, static, static,
me, rubbing rope burns into my thighs in the middle of a panic attack
me, imagining lighting myself on fire in the middle of the night
me, lighting myself on fire in the middle of the night
me, thinking about dying
me, feeling dead but not dying
me, clenching my hands so hard i can feel my entire body vibrating with it i'm a god i'm immortal hit me ******* hit me i swear to god i won't ******* bleed
me, static, dead, dead, dead, dead, ******* static on repeat, a record broken in three different places, static fuzzy on my slippery tongue
me, smashed to pieces, unholy lovely thing
me, blood blistering between my teeth
you, being lit on fire in the middle of the night
you, dead
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC