Let's soak these sheets
Stain them in red
Deprive the Demond's inside what they need to survive
Drain me out
I want to hear myself scream
This internal agony has gone on to long
I can't breathe my lungs are filled with this despair
My minds searching for ways to end this pain
This heart that feeding me my poison is beating slowly absorbing the turmoil I'm in
Is this the life I'm supposed to live
Choking on the presence of life
Pressing the blade in deeper and deeper till my soul swallows it
Like how it devoured the reason why I should see
Tears of acid run down my face painting a tragedy for the world to sneer and spit upon
This is me, ohh this is me craving the raspy voice of death to call me home.
To call me home.
The world shattering around me
Piercing my skin with its own scars
I can't stand anymore the weight of the bones if my past weighing me down
This silence that surrounds me repressing my voice I can't even call out to my oncoming torture
Begging it to free me of this life
But the words are stuck in my throat burning my from the inside out
Words that thrive to be free but trapped within its own suffocating prison with no escape.
Not even death could free me from these chains.
I tear my skin from my bones hoping to satisfy the leech that wraps around me with it's never ending starvation.
Eating away at me sanity not sparing me a breath to succumb my own hunger
Around me the fire burns licking my flesh marking my fate no matter how far I run I can't escape their rigid fingers digging into the depths of sorrow fishing for their own sick enjoyment.
My body twists to the will of these strings sown into my damaged skin weaving together by the devious souls searching for the sensations they remember in gruesome glimpses of Using me to supply their addictions
Swallowing every one of my screams to feel the blood run down my eyes
I slip on the blood that swirls around my feet the blood pooling raging like an ocean as it climbs up my spine branding me as a fellow shadow that burns away the night
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Inside Out
Historia CortaMisc. short stories that will leave your heart broken and tears in your eyes. Stories showing pain and the inner struggle of individuals who went through some sort of trama. Point of view from one or more people in the situation.