war zone
war zone
conflicting emotions
tear me apart like flanders
collect every last thread of strength i have and tie each one around your fingers
seize them
pull them
break them
break me
my heart cannot hold much more pain
it’s porcelain and already cracked
loosely stitched together like meat on a butchers table
every breath takes more strength than i have
i’m in debt to myself
and i’m heavy and drowning
feet shackled to the sea bed
the fish pass me by while
i struggle to keep my head above water
weights dragging me down
here i am
i’m barely breathing
floating away but somehow not moving
trapped in this limbo of uncertainty
every shred of skin left on my back is rotting away
i am withered and lost
caught in a cycle of self destruction
around and around
spinning so fast my head and heart ache
i’m dizzy and confused
always
the empty shell that once held me is on a war path
blue on blue
i am slowly losing myself