I wanna drill a hole into the side of my fucking head
I wanna pull the arteries from my arms
I wanna send bullets through my bloodstream
I want my lungs to fill with water and explode like a waterballoonAnd I can feel it all
And I want it to stop
I want it to stop stop stop stop
stop.stopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopIwant it tohappen soit canfinally stop
Is that not enough for me??
I can feel my muscles being ripped apart but it doesn't hurt at all
You can't feel pain in a dream but I'm not dreaming
But it's not real
So that makes senseI want it to be real so it can be over
It's like witnessing a spoiler
In the middle of your movie
Amd it ruins it for meIt stops now, the feeling
But I'm not done with it am I?
And I know that it'll come back
So I feel it againHow do I put a scream that ravages your throat
into onomonopiaMy eyes feel like they're made of water
But I assure you I'm not cryingI never do.
And? (They throw up)
YOU ARE READING
Mind Mirror
PoetryThis is the story of a person who rambles on about what they believe to be nothing but what they know is their entire existence