poeticsouldee

Could my capability to breathe might have been hidden
Under my bed that I often cry myself to sleep in inside a
disguising shoe box and of course you're wondering how
can i loose my capability to breathe inside a shoe box
Well that's a story to narrate another day .
Loosing my breathe and gasping I search through the
sewing material that was inside my disguising shoe box

There it was shines enough to reflect the real
identity of who I've become ,an addict to my breathe
Faster than the speed of light I reach for my wrists
I start cutting ,I cut with so much pain ,I cut with
so much anger ,I cut with so much bottled inside my
shattered heart with the fear of speaking out and becoming
a burden to others

I cut and gasp ,cut ,gasp ,cut, cut ,gasp ,cut ,gasp
Until I loose enough blood to be taken aback and
remember how inhale and exhale again and as I
was still taken aback the voice whispered with my
lead this time around ,cut ,cut ,cut ,cut ,cut ,gasp .
Until I became one with the pain and feel again
Again I was taken aback to reflect on the hell hole
I've created myself and fighting the urge to cut

As my vision got blurry and blurred
Everything started moving at a slowed speed
My mind started hallucinating with my eyes closing
I slowly escaped reality ,eyes closed.