im burning.
despair chips at me.
i don't understand how i got here,
i can't help but blame myself.
im sitting on the ground,
flame engulfs the space around me.
i see little bits of memories
floating around.
i look up at the sky,
letting the flame get to me.
i start losing feeling in my limbs.
you know how people say drowning?
well im not drowning.
im burning
im not trying to fight it.
i deserve this.
i did something,
i don't know what,
but it caused the world to retaliate.
people who are drowning,
are usually trying to fight it.
don't blame themselves.
i blame myself.
i deserve the pain.
i squint my eyes,
the particles of flame and ash
float into me.
i look down at my hands,
stare at the scars.
the flame starts onto my leg,
i don't scream.
i don't call out for help.
tears glisten on my cheeks.
i blink them away.
put on a smile,
they say.
i do.
the pain?
it's what i deserve.
don't save me.
YOU ARE READING
reality
Poetryi stole this idea from my good friend, @The_Chosen_Demidork -go follow her now! anyways this is some "slam poetry" or my daily thoughts.