Would you wonder why
some people wish to fly...
You are the grimy pavements of Venice,
a city I would never retreat to if my heart...
Depression, invading my mind, from somewhere.
Everywhere I go. Everywhere...
A section of darkness separates us from the light,
I, afraid to exit it - a despair to leave in the...
I could die tonight,
On the birth of the year...
How to escape this reality I know
So stressed it even sets in my bones...
I've never been more selfish in my life.
I learnt to bite on grenades...
Impulses grow pulsing more and more
Faint notions mixed with fading memories...
Again, Dawn kisses me with her cold, harsh lips
Ignoring any want of sleep, though the meds still...
The tears have been dried
My make-up reapplied...
Do they not realize I'm slowly dying?
The fake laughter I use when I feel like crying...
The water runs over bare skin,
Skin that is icy to the touch...