BEFORE WE FALL [poetry]

TRIGGERS

I'd rather be shot,

than have to hear you say,

"You're not worth it anymore,"

atleast then I'd be out of misery.

Tylenol for a bulletwound,

a guitar with strings,

Too out of tune.

Blood shed veins,

Heroine infused.

You don't know the bottom,

Til you're here.

Mama open your eyes,

There's only so much she can bare.

Chemicals in nuclear tides,

Ringing out cloths of hope,

Til they've run dry.

Tell me,

Are you listening?

I'm only happy,

When I'm dreaming.

Someone come now,

Will you save me?

Make me feel alive,

Maybe I'll stop decaying.

I love the sound of your innocence,

Greiving in remorse.

Enough to make a dead girl cry,

If she hadn't already lost her voice.

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