What Is It Going To Take

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I'm surrounded by many

And yet I still feel alone

 I'm next the fire

But I still feel so cold

Jokes keep being made

But I can't bring myself to smile

Music is blaring

But the words seem to go over my head

Nothing seems real anymore

I don't feel alive

I feel so weak, so volunerable

The razor, so powerful in my hands

Glistens in the reflecting light

This, the one thing I notice

As I push it deep into my skin

I need this. The pain. The one feeling I still have

Again and again; I watch the blood poool on my skin

And as it falls to the ground

I start to fade away

Slowly, deliberately.

 The pain is replaced with something else

Relief; longing. I found what I wanted

What I needed to feel

Now that you're gone

This is what's left

Then suddenly everything fades

Even the pain that I've carried for so long

It leaves

I welcome the darkenss

The end

No

This  new beginning

I've found you again

And for the first time in a long time

 I finally feel

Home

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