Nothing happens.
Nothing ever happens.
Nothing ever changes.
Nothing comes to tear us from the mindless sleep we see through,
Eyes and mind shackled in the routine of thoughts that process so slowly through our failing bodies,
Hearts forcing blood through ungrateful veins, nothing wakes us from our slumber,
And nothing ever happens.
We trudge onwards and into the darkness of our convoluted imaginations,
All consumed inside ourselves we suffer,
Nerves dull to the screams of the fractures torn inside our minds,
Caught distorted and frozen in time,
And nothing ever happens.
We free ourselves from darkness but still we are caged,
Locked within a frame of destitution, a poverty of the mind it numbs us,
Stamping out the flame that once burned so brightly within,
In oppression and surrender, we have been silenced,
And nothing ever happens.
Merging into one lifeless cell, our bodies tick tick tick away,
Droning on and into a symphony of days which drag into one another endlessly, we carry on,
Corruption fills us from within and brims into a blackening force, collecting momentum as it travels through us,
But nothing ever happens.
Playing inside our heads, thoughts swoop through unstable minds,
Grasping we choke, unable to breath, we are drowning,
Unable to scream, we are dreaming of the day it will end,
Caught between two deaths we are unable to verify our own cries, for we stand alone,
And nothing ever happens.
Drearily we comply and continue, sleepwalking through a dark age our eyes will not open,
We are blinded by what betrays us, What has lured us into false security, shall ultimately end us, as we seek safety within it the walls will tear down the ground on which we stand, and bring us to our knees,
we shall fall,
We wait in baited breath,
But nothing ever happens.
A/N~
Ok so this isn't finished yet I don't think but just wanted to put it out here.
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Self harm poems
PoetryJust some poems I wrote about self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Please don't read if there going to trigger you x
