My eyes bleed when I try to see
Trying to look at my heart that bleeds in the dark
Trying to look at my brain that has locked itself away.
Down the empty hall...
Filled with memories
Memories that were filled with light Dimming down
Draining out
Going out.
To my restless dreams that haunt me endlessly
There is not a need for that anymore
As I will cut off the supply that fuels you
So the same damn haunting dream stops playing on repeat.
...To my bathtub..
I'm sorry for all the tears I've shed
My peaceful safe space
All the blood I've spilt
The white acrylic stained red.
To the sunset I'll make..
I hope I'm pretty
Fiery reds
Blossom pinks
Hints of storm cloud grey's and blacks
Should I make the sky weep with me
As I shed my last tear for those I'll be missing
My breath slows
And i see the icy grip of death
Peacefully leading to a new life
My Start Over
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Words Best Left Unsaid
PoetryLet's be honest. Some words are better left unsaid, these..these are my words that shouldn't have been said. Some of these I know are not perfect, but they are mine. My thoughts and pain I have been though, I will not apologize for speaking my truth...
