Cursed World

Sometimes I can't breathe, and sometimes I don't want to.

Tears streaming down her face,

Choking on her own bloody breath,

Knowing she caused her own pain,

By giving her heart to somebody else,

 

Nails drawing blood in her palms,

Hair falling out in clumps of fists,

Scream slipping through trembling lips,

She falls apart, alone in her room,

 

Silence filling the space between sobs,

Pulling her close, consoling her heart,

It’s always been this way, my dear,

Crying alone in the darkened silence,

 

Memories flashing through her mind,

Emotions cascading in broken pieces,

She doesn’t know how to stop it all,

Falling apart with black wishes,

 

Eyes drawn to the basket of pills,

Wanting to disappear in the night,

Closing those eyes once and for all,

Slipping away from this cursed world,

 

Broken hearts twisting her lungs,

Choking on her own bloody breath,

Searching for any reason to stay alive,

Drawing blank, in the silence of her room.

Author's Note

Not my current frame of mind but recalling some broken tears a few weeks ago.

Reviews

[Planet x]

You described it in a perfect way
I could have easily feel the pain
Powerful writing