I feel myself changing
and the world isn’t adapting.
Radiate,
glowing like the sun with rings like the eclipse being thrown in my direction.
Fixate
on that one smile that makes rain pour
and fetal demise seem less bitter from the outside.
Hello world,
two words never spoken in vain.
Slip five nightmares under my pillow.
Resurrection beautiful.
Butterfly kisses just for me.
Give me a reason to believe love is real.
Upon entrance, suck me clean and derive me of life.
I’ll never feel.
Open your eyes; sing to me.
Scratch me apart; cling to me.
And life is no more.
Author notes
This is about abortion. I've never experienced it, but this is kinda how I imagine it.
Comments
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this is very sad.. but amazingly sad.
great job
AngieMarie


