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Fixating on my wounds again Pulling at my limbs just to see how far I bend Pursuing every detail in my skin I am self dissection and I cherish every pin This genocide behind my eyes Disposes of any piece that threatens to defy it never rests shedding every useless thing as I stretch towards complete autonomy I have forgotten How it feels To be clean and To be just me I am not lost I am just in hiding to be held by time and take back my life Ill push this far enough to see How to take control over every part of me I contain everything I need To know that Im alive all I have to do is breathe Alone, safe with the company I keep except the needling of thoughts, pushed in way too deep I fear the ache that finds me in my sleep I know I cant run faster than the blood black night can creep Filling me up making me whole holding me close letting me grow. freeing my soul
Posted on: Mon, 24 Nov 2014 21:25:47 +0000

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