Fighting Myself

Feelings of depression

Ignite throughout my body.

Giving me something to

Hate on my never pleasing

Temple.

I try to ignore the temptation

Nudging itself inside me. I

Give into the blade trying still to resist.

 

My hands are trembling and

You aren’t here to

Save me from myself.

Everything starts to disappear,

Leaving me lifeless and dead on the bathroom

Floor right where he broke me…

Author's Note

Constructive Criticism and what you think of this style would be very helpful and apriciated. =]

Reviews

[Dalaina Renee]

I enjoyed this! Very cleaver. The stlye was good.