The Broken Who Broke Others

melting

putting on eyeliner to keep my eyes from drowning
wearing light blue baggy jeans
with a top having coffee stains on the right corner.

looking in the mirror noticing my uneven eyes
as they slowly start to fill i look up at the ceiling wondering,
was it my fault?
was it my fault that i wrote my side of the story in a simple paper?

i hit my forehead multiple times,
continuously until the tears stop,
my mind chants
"stop. you're ruining yourself. stop."
but my eyes are red and my face starts bleeding,
it starts with my chin,
how slowly it drips away.
slowly my lips start bleeding,
so does my mouth and now it's time i accepted.

i feel anger but i'm melting,
i feel pain but i'm melting,
i feel hate but i'm melting.

finally my eyes start bleeding and
my mind chants
"you love her and you never treated her right.
you love her and she never missed you right?
you love her and you never told her."

kaira died.