Crime scene
My mind is a crime scene
unattended and decayed
Lifeless body lays in the grave I have made
Theoretically I am dead
Though my eyes still burn and monsters occupy my head
My mind is a crime scene
unimportant and ignored
bloodstains and teardrops adorned
heavy breathing I am bleeding
out
i want to die I can not survive
do not deprive
me
My mind is a crime scene
Non-existant imaginary
My mind is my own adversary
pink lungs bleeding heart
my mind is a crime scene
dead and ugly
Split lips and noses bloody
dying crying I want to depart
fighting to thwart
my plans you'll shake my corpse
My head rolls back following my eyes
darling everything dies
my mind is a crime scene
I write on a hospital napkin tearing it in many places.
my head screaming at me
im dying
im insane
Im in a mental hospital because I was found unconscious in my bathtub
I was supposed to be dead
i want to be dead
why can I be dead
i run my fingers though my hair and cover my ears so maybe I could get some peace.
stop
please stop
hot tears fall rapidly down my face. They taste of salt,like the ocean...oh how I dream slipping throughout the water as the salt burns my eyes knowing I won't be coming back up.
I remove my hands from my ears and begin to write on another napkin...
