• cosmicb4by 24w

    empty

    stale food
    heaving lungs
    tearing eyes
    she craves the warmth
    of an ice-cold blade
    to vanquish the pain,
    to set her free

    burning face
    feverish skin
    the ache of an eternity
    settles upon her shoulders
    knees buckle,
    the struggle! ;
    it's more than bearable

    eyes of a liar
    a fucking liar
    all these untruths
    falling from your mouth
    (hypocrite)
    you're one too

    memories;
    distant memories
    from not too long ago
    you took her heart
    and kept it
    and waited
    and waited
    for the last second
    to crush! it
    dust, dust,
    there's nothing here but dust

    -m