Take a look into my brain; and all youre going to find is my thoughts taking knives to every vein in my head because if I bleed on the outside people will notice.
In this blood my mind will drown, fear taking over as I slowly collapse on the floor. Nothing will matter when im dead anyways, so if this process isnt pretty I wont be able to judge it.
I need to inhale.
If you try to look deep in my heart you will notice that it is a wild being, trapped behind my cage of bones that seem to do nothing to protect it. I will soon stop using this heart. But thats okay, I wont be here to see it turn blue.
I need to breathe.
With my lungs that do nothing to satisfy at this point, I need to tear them out to show you how theyve became so small, making every breathe slower and closer to a finale Ive been dying for.
I need to exhale.
Come on now,
Ive got it.
Start over.
Take a look into my brain; and you will see me coming to a realization that thoughts are only thoughts and i can keep it that way easilly.
I drown in the motion this has given me, a verse to live by and a sin to die for. This is to accept that I have made myself a monster and there is no turning back, so Ive learned to build and move.
Ive learned to
Now to inhale.
fool myself
breathe.
by breathing
Exhale
the wrong air.
Breathe.
c h o k e t o d e a t h .
b u t m a k e i t p r e t t y a n d p o s i t i v e.
