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i pause for just a moment and time stops entirely. i fall asleep while working, skin dry and cracking. i finish books the same day i start them, hands begging to just keep turning the pages. silence strings through me, wringing my vocal chords and turning me into a puppet. what will i do when my hands freeze over and the cold doesn't just slam against my skin, it chills me from the inside out? what will i do when my impulse control stops and i finally succumb to these terrible thoughts? what will i do when the water burning my skin in the shower doesn't warm me up one bit? my mind is racing, searching, begging to find an answer. sometimes i realize i won't ever get one. sometimes i realize i shouldn't need one, i'll be okay eventually.

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  • ❤️i love it❤️

    Jan 10, 2020

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