wasting away
I feel myself wasting away.
These bones don't ache anymore like they used too.
I'm used to being beaten up.
So go ahead put everything on me.
Push everything onto me,
I don't care anymore
My lungs work just like yours.
They've been stomped on more.
Don't pretend everything is alright
Covering up sadness with such a fight
Don't cover it up to make me look happy
Because at the end of it all
I'm nothing more than another corpse.
So watch me now, as I disappear.
Watch me become a figment of your imagination.
Am I making anything clear?
There's a hole in my chest.
Where my rotting heart rests.
The anger inside builds up every day.
Stay away.
I feel myself fading away.
These bones don't ache anymore like they used too.
I'm used to being beaten up.
So go ahead put everything on me.
Push me down
Call me names.
You'll only cause harm to yourself.
A figment of your imagination
Is what I'll be
I'll fill the emptiness
That you need to breathe
While I'll drown for you
But you won't do the same for me.
You'll breathing,
I'll just rot like I'm supposed to do.
a.b.
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A Beautiful Disaster
PoetryMy story. A story full of unforgettable thoughts. I've come to terms with these certain parts of my life. This is for the people who decide to read my poetry. I hope you find the motivation to continue to fighting like I did. #1 in slam (5/31/18) #1...
