all i want is something silver.
a piece of something with an edge.
make me a masterpiece.
oh stars make me into something beautiful.
please, cut and paste and make sure to let it scar.
i feel myself tumbling down a hole that i've been long climbing out of.
i don't think i can hold on forever.
i'm done trying to fix something that can't be put back together.
i'm beyond the point of "getting better".
i'm sinking and everyone else gets to wave and smile at me as i descend.
if only i could find something. ANYTHING WOULD WORK.
no, stop i don't want to hurt
YES YOU DO. ALL YOU WANT IS TO WATCH YOURSELF BLEED.
stop it you're lying
WHY WOULD I LIE TO YOU? I AM YOU. WE ARE ONE. TRAPPED IN THE SAME DISGUSTING BODY TOGETHER. WE CAN FIGURE OUT SOMETHING CANT WE?!?!?
i'm so sick of hurting.
please just stop all of this pain.
YOU ARE READING
paper heart
Poetryhush now darling don't say a word. one day you will fly with the birds. and if those birds won't let you fly. i suppose they have to die. trigger warning or whatever, it's not like anyone's gonna read this
