The world is loud again
I feel it
The darkness creeping in
I feel it
The pain of being in my skin
A wound reopening
Even with the pressure, blood still soaking through.
Like tears, it flows down my skin
Encompassing me
Drowning me
Suffocating
Obliterating all my strength
Weakness seeps in
Breaking me
Taking me
I am made of scars.
Physical ones that raise and itch
Emotional ones that pinch and pull
Uncomfortable in my skin
Dying to live
Living to die
All this pain is it worth it
Does it matter
Fighting every day just to exist
What's my purpose
What's the point
You wouldn't understand anyway
Can you hear me?
Can you see between the lines, where I've been breaking
Where the fucking exhaustion sets in, where I am so fucking tired of being strong
Keep depending on me
Keep expecting me to be there
It's fine I'm just calcified bone and petrified skin
Are you even listening?
Can't you hear my sadness, it's profound
I'm screaming it at you
It's always take and never give
It's always you and never me
