Rays in the Dark

Not Quite Gone

How have you ruined yourself this much?

Your mind and body are littered with lies,

scars and stories you have spun

to make this world feel sorry for you.

But that's what you love, isn't it?

The weeping angels stepping towards you

with out-stretched arms,

ready to strangle you

the second you pick yourself up again?

Boys rush forward with promises

they have no intention of keeping,

and you let them.

You know you will break in a matter of moments,

but they make a temporary home

in your heart anyway.

You give them your all

just so they can take it,

shattering your heart to smithereens.

For every demon you allowed to break you,

a piece of your soul was diminished.

Now you have a different mask

for every occasion.

One to hide the tears you shed,

one for your father,

another for the boy who did all he could

to save you.

Isn't this what you want?

A body so hellbent on pleasing a cruel world

that it is always running on empty,

seconds away from breaking down?

Didn't you do this to yourself?

Didn't you?

Didn't you?

Through all of your tears and broken pieces

of a soul you could never own,

you fight.

You fight so that you can make it

throughto tomorrow.