My lungs burned as my stomach churned. My body begged "Please Stop This Torture." I couldn't it was like an addiction. But nobody hears me as I silently plead. Nobody listens. I drown in my own demons. Nobody cares. I tell myself daily. So why share? My body slowly is bleeding out into the tub. The cuts I painfully made had started to make me numb. I stared at the ceiling as my vision blurred from the tears I shedded. Soon I would be bedded. Inside a cast, six feet under. I drifted away into blissful sleep As I thought "At Last."
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