And it hurts so.damn.much
Like there's a hole long grown infected
As puss and blood cascade the emptiness;
Nobody's there to fix me <;3
I can scream until I'm speechless
I can sob till I can't breathe;
But I know, I know;
You'll.never.come.back.
I've lost you
My lifeline has been severed
&& Breathing just reminds me
That it's just hollow here.
I'm lonely in this skin
& All I want is a set of smoke-filled lungs
A set of bleeding wrists;
A pair of dry eyes.
All I can think about anymore
Is if these memories have scratched the deepest
Have I finally bled away?
Time just keeps etching its mark in.this.skin.
These scattered thoughts keep fluttering
& Trying to grasp them & stop it
Has finally gotten to the point where
I'm finally d e s t r o y e d.
Author notes
Briana, Natasha, Tom, Caitlyn, Lauren, and Shaine;
[fix me.]
Tell me what you think & how I could better it pleasee.
Comments
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"I can scream until I'm speechless
I can sob till I can't breathe;" - I like this a lot - it shows how no matter what you do things cannot be fixed and this is very easy (for a lot of people I'm sure) to empathise with. The fact that those lines can reach so many different people is something special.
"All I want is a set of smoke-filled lungs
A set of bleeding wrists;
A pair of dry eyes." - These few line I found rather interesting. The smoke filled lungs and bleeding wrists I understand, but the way you ask for a set of 'dry' eyes completely goes against the image of upset you've previously portrayed. I'm not sure what I'm trying to say here, but the contrasting idea is extremely effective.
Keep writing.
Aimee
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I really hope you don't really feel this way. I hate to see my friends in pain...
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