i can no longer recognize the figure that stands ahead of me through the mirror; i lost myself. i'm suffocating in my own skin i try to claw it away but it's too restricting it's too tight and i don't think i'll ever be able to escape. i'm drowning in my own sorrow while my soul cries out for help but it's no use,, i'll never be let free.
my chest aches and the pit in my stomach seems to get deeper and deeper the distress is filled to the brim seeping from my rufescent eyes my chestnut hair clinging to my salty face and i'm slipping i'm falling i'm drowning please help me i'm drowning.
my skin is filled with cracks that leak crimson misery in an attempt to escape but they closed back up too soon and are now only a reminder of the failure that i am. i try to reach out for help but every time i open these sickly lips of mine nothing comes out instead the screams echo in my mind and bounce off my bones. maybe one day if i create enough cracks my skin will open up and i'll be able to walk away forever,, i'll finally be let free.
