Darkness held me like the toxic lover it was it is Firm grasp and unwavering strength It whispers in my ear that I will never be good enough that I simply could never be “enough” so I submit and watch as it takes fragments of my soul and pollutes them. watch as it rips pieces of my heart and hides them watch as it strips me of my skin and leaves me broken. vulnerable and afraid It's the closest I've ever been to a crime scene Darkness is the closest I've ever been to a murderer
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