Published October 27, 2013 by Amy Elizabeth

Is anyone there?

I’m calling out,

But the only thing responding

Is the darkness…


I want to curl up and

Leave this world behind,

I just wish to feel the life,

Leave my eyes.


I despise

What I’ve turned myself in to,

What life’s turned me in to!

It’s tearing me in two,

Ripping me apart

At the seams.


The person I am,

The person I was,

She’s gone, dead, buried.

Who even remembers or cares?


I try to.

I can’t seem to escape though,

From the torture in

My own head.

Strangling, suffocating, belittling.


I’m the worst culprit.


And you’ll never understand.


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