I need space
I'm in a wardrobe
I need air
I need to get out this warzone
Let me out
Dont lock the doors
I need you less
But I want you more
Than ice ever wanted anything
I want you to break
The surface of my skin
And hold yourself to me like an injection
Press into me
And spill your poison
Into the cuffs
Of my wrists
Where the blue lines
Reside
Save my life
Forever
Or just now
Always can wait
I hope I am okay
YOU ARE READING
Notes by Nailinthewall
PoetryIf you enjoy reading poetry, songs and quotes by a mentally ill female with a sense of humour then this is the book for you!
