wake up in the morning just to pull down the sleeves of my shirt to cover up the pain the scars leave. a box under my bed, demons in my head. The sleeves got longer the stains got worse. The pain is unbearable. I flinch at one touch. Its hard to breathe at 2 am when the razors are screaming. I can't take the pain of the outside world as I bleed out the pain. It stings and I cant hide the stains on the sheets or the pain in my eyes. more lines they dont seem to care. I wouldnt hide if you would just look me in the eye. I sit on the bed he is waiting. I look up at the pale moon light and whisper my goodbyes. because i died. They walked in the next morning a note on the bed. In the bathroom on the floor my body bleached blood red. No pulse to be found. But suddenly im the most popular girl in town. Try and fail and you just want attention. but succeed and suddenly you are dearly missed, they never saw it coming. I'd lay in a tomb 6 feet down before id give into their shit at school. They push me and they want me dead. But sometimes at 2 am i wonder if life is worth it. What can I say I'm a dead girl walking at least it feels that way.
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