➽─── dents and crevices ───❥
My bones are
Shattering,
Sometimes I wish I could lean my head back,
Close my eyes,
And fall into a deep sleep,
The kind of blackening blackness,
Of
Abysmal depths,
Drown in my thoughts and
Daydreams,My heart is
Caving in,
Sometimes I wish I could throw it all up,
Hold my heart in the palms of my
Hands,
And
Clean it all out,
Each ache and sorrow, every small
Dent,
And crevice,I want to plant seeds in the edges,
in the hopes
That lovely, little flowers will grow from the cracks,
Maybe that way I can prove to myself,
There really is
Sunshine in my
Blood,Then I'd want to
Put it back behind my ribcage and it'll glow
Like Suns,
Maybe that'll tell me I have
Fixed the worn edges and tied up the
Loose ends,A couple of weeks will go by,
Maybe months if I'm lucky,
With a heart blooming with flowers and
Shining like a thousand fireflies,But it won't be long until I'd have to do it all again,
Vomit it all up,
Cleanse myself,
Reset myself,
Don't worry,
It is normal,
I have learned to live with it.(I am slowly destroying myself)
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