I see your skin go white
Something isn’t right
You said you’d keep me safe from harm
Read the scars that tell a different story on my arm
I try to hold onto your words of hope
I want to scrub my mind of the pain, but I got no soap
Falling into this fucking hole of despair
This heart just too shattered beyond repair
No matter what I do I miss you
Maybe death can be the only way to see out
What’s the point of life if you ain't here?
Shit only gets harder every year
Constantly suffocated by this fear
Keeping myself in check to not lose it
Fuck no I ain't okay not even a little bit
Maybe I should see a doctor and get medicated
But fuck that I don't wanna be sedated
See a full-speed train
Maybe there's an end to this pain
See a bright white light
Too late now but I realize this ain't right
About the Creator
Kimi Mormon
I post true crime stories. I also post poems and short stories written by my husband, Thomas Mormon.
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