Head in the Clouds {Poetry}

Flawed Endings

push me away, fight me with your lack of passion.

my heart broken and my mind crushing.

i fight for you, only you, and you do not see it.

i know you might not mean to, but you let me rip.

my seams torn, my endings flawed.

you can see my wrists clean, but my thighs clawed.

it pains me to know, that you see how i have suffered.

yet you tell me that i am pushing it, all i have offered.

in this world, no one allows me to be happy.

i either am angry or melancholic, sadly.

but at one am, i message you, high on euphoria.

it did not take long for you to claim my annoyance and cause nausea.

shaking and breathing hard, my heart was numb and could not feel a thing.

i always end up being the one struggling to cling to life.

do all those nights i stayed up till the sun rose not matter?

i should be better than this, smarter.

do all those nights i desperately called you to save your life not matter?

i guess not, and now my heart is left scattered.

and the blade is not the answer.