My own inconvenience

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I've been thinking
About a lot of things lately
Like the rope straining against my neck

Hanging by my own inconvenience
Death looming as I fall asleep
With the ones who have fallen
Hangs over my head
The love I have given

The love that has been taken
Slowly moving me forward towards my demise
Shattering
Again and again

My bottom on the bathroom floor
As my tears fall silently down my face
Whilst I hear each one shatter against the floor like broken glass

Cries and silent pleas
Begging to leave
Oh god help me
I try and yet I'm not what I'm supposed to be

Life binding all over again
The shackles blistering against my skin

I found light yet it's dimmed
I found love in which it seems to be burnt

I wish I could find what just mine
Something that doesn't have to hide
Something that wants to be mine
Yet here and now

I cry myself to sleep
I sink deeply into the comfort of my shadows
And allow his hallow chest to wrap me
Closed off

The seething sense of what i am leaving
Leaves no room for me to be grieving
For I was already gone
Tried to come to the surface

Just to fall from grace again
Deaths arrived
My noose has taken me
No I can sleep peacefully
For eternity

Art by; "self combustion" David  Demarte

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