I have to lie in bed. My head pressed harshly on my pillow. Screaming. Dont leave me. Cant you hear me scream for you every night? It echoes inside my ribs vibrates mmy throat my lungs and everything in between. Its all around the world. How can you be so deaf?
But i realise youve gone. You left sometime ago. But every night since then is like reliving my bones breaking one by one. The air sucked out of my lungs. I cant breathe. Why cant you hear me? Is it because everything in me is broken and silent? The sound of me breaking iS SO LOUD.
Is it because theyre broken and silent because of you? Is it your pointless guilt that maked you turn away? My bones are the monsters inside of me. Their sharp broken edges are clawing at my skin every night.
Because of you.
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My Boring Escapades.
Poetry"Breaking free from the thoughts of others." Not alot makes sense in this book. Its not supposed too. They most definitely might be terrible, its just my way of keeping track of things I write no matter how terrible. These are unedited, theyre only...
