suicide sounds so good
in times like these.
ingesting gasoline
and sleeping it off.
clenching fists in
a spasming slumber.
hallucinations of holding
you in my arms.
even in this state,
i'm dying to hear
you call my name
just one more time.
how come you sheltered
me, shattered me?
i'm broken now...
unrepairable.
who are you
to tell me where to go?
sharp stabs between
ribs; bitter barbs
cutting out my
heart. dissolving
security envelopes
my mind and chokes.
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