When I'm hurting inside and my heart aches I write about it... it's not exactly poetry and my vocabulary sucks but I would like to share it.. shoutout to my friend Anna for recommending Wattpad.. Poetic Death is my Oh so dramatic screen name..
I can burn with hurt and rage all day and set the world aflame and it wouldn't mean a thing Drawing between my thin lines ... carving into the scarred wood Marked with things that once was Im nothing to no one anymore Braking twigs and branches to climb Higher ( breaking me down so you can climb higher ) ... You always do this to me You never realize your grip is strong As your fingers flex against my neck As the breath leaves my lungs And you squeeze squeeze squeeze As I try to breathe I feel like I am drowning gulping up air through my lungs but I know that I am dying... See my eyes turn lifeless as I hang from the rope thats tied to the branches that used to be your hands Before I was gone, but now Im nothing to no one anymore
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