Turning To Pleasures
Slow injection
Veins expanding
Gradually making it’s way through every inch of the body
Dizziness sweeping across the skin
Scars growing
Priorities shrinking
Heat of the flame keeping the body alive
Chemical reaction among
Brain. Body. Spirt.
Clouds whispering through the mouth
Dreadfully filling the room
Becoming your life
Your everything
People forgotten
Alone.
Glass in hand
Wrists dismembered
Simply desiring to stop
Blood dripping off fingertips
Staining one’s enriched hope
Pride. Joy. Love.
Escaping through wounds
Silence developing a place in a life
Mouth shut, eyes open
Standing alone, watching lives be lived
(2013)
Sometimes I worry about my real mom. With that, this is my result. It's been years since I've seen her. Knowing she isn't in a safe place scares me, but somedays I feel as if she has earned what she has. Nothing. I love you mom. Please help yourself because I'm done trying.
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