Oct 15


Dying inside

Sobs heaving oh so silently from somewhere deep and scared 

Lines of wet regrets trickle their way down my face

And quiet gasps for air occasionally surface when I remember to breathe

Pain that runs through my entire body

From my heart and my head come the pain

Just a little reminder 

Of what answer less questions can do to you 

They torture you 

torment you 

Make you doubt yourself 

And they despise you 

Always finding a way to wrench your wound open again

And pour lemon juice and salt water lies all over it

Making you try to scream out in pain

But all you can do is cry

Curl up into a ball on your bed.

And cry.