"Some Days"
Some days
I don't feel
Anything at all
And everything's in
Shades of grey
Movement is too hard
And useless
Emotions fleeing
The dark grey-black
Of my mind
My heart becomes
Frigid
And thoughts
Circle
Each other
Never changing
Because it takes
Too much effort
Life slows
To a small
Trickle
Making it seem
Longer
Than it should be
The cold is
Taking over
The sun is
Setting
And I can do
Nothing
To stop it
Until
I slip with a
Knife
Accidentally
Sliding it
Across my skin
Crimson flowers
Blooming
Against the paleness
A small bit of
Heat
In the frost
A small
Candle
In the dark
Needing the
Warmth
And
Light
I press the
Knife against
My skin
Once more
Proving
I still
Live
And color still
Exists
So I press
Harder
Without feeling
The pain
Only the warmth
And light
Finally smiling
When vision stops
And I lose
Consciousness
From lack of
Blood
Awaking once
To parent's
Screams
Before closing
My eyes
Once more
And seeing
Light
Instead of
Darkness
And knowing
I am finally
Free
And
Night
Some days
I don't feel
Anything at all
But then
I find my
In crimson flowers
And I'm
Free.
Home
