Buried

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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