Uninhabitable
Termites infested the infrastructure of my bones,
And my body became a house instead of a home.
The rotting wood reflects the frame of my fallen parts,
Chipped tiles, shattered mirrors and broken hearts.
A fractured back, characterised by my lack of spine,
Microscopic pests were chewing on my mind.
My brainstem decayed and my body was condemned,
Forced to watch the demolition I didn't wish to attend.
My cells have died out and I will soon die in this cell,
Forever caged up in this inhospitable hell.
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Anxiety & Apathy: A Collection Of Poems
Poetry- A Collection Of Poems - I tear myself to pieces And hope to be whole. ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Contains imagery and subjects of: - Self harm - Suicide - Disordered eating - Mental illness
