Saturday, May 21, 2016

Toxic Stress

Tangled
Barely breathing
Eyes shut tight

The world spins
The tears spill
The coldness sets in

I think I'm sick
I can't think
My thoughts become unattainable


So much pain
Nothing to gain

Using me
Using you

Nothing changes

Tasting regret
Taping the wound shut

Solving nothing

Day to day struggles
Because of you

Toss me like a stone
Break me like glass
Destruction rushing though me

Your punching bag
Your slave


Waste of air
Waste of space

Your not good enough

But... I love you...


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