My Skin Is Bleeding Read Count : 33
Category : Poems
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The dust buries my bones,The sand presses hard on my lungs.The light reveals the dark side of my life,I can no longer breathe, as I used to many times.My dreams are drowning,My skin is bleeding,My flesh is splitting.I am like a dry leafTorn under their slippers.I can't hear the noise from outside,I'm locked in a box right now.I'm saying to myself,"Don't be afraid, child."I'm numb, I can't move. I don't think it's over,I think it's just the beginning of a new beginning.My voice disappears,The traces are erased,Shards of glass pressedOn the soles that are already broken.