Written 11/21/16
S alt
in my wounds
when the blood wasn't enough
You told me what you did
Begged me to speak
When I was chok i ng
On the real you
In that mome n t
my heart was like wax
it melted i n side my ch e st
you know the r est.
v.e.s.
YOU ARE READING
Cardboard Lungs
Poetry"Demons floating in my morning cereal." "Ink isn't the only thing bleeding tonight." A collection of my poetry. *I do not promote self harm or any other negative coping skills. My poetry is my outlet for preventing those actions in my own life, so I...
