Not tired
But I feel like dreaming
Not ready for nightmares
But they come
Even when I'm not sleeping.
My throat raw
But I'm still screaming.
Dying Inside
But I'm still breathing.
I picked up the blade
But its you who's got me bleeding.
You ripped apart the love letters I wrote you.
Half a poem
Half a meaning
My body is here
But I am leaving.
