it starts with a spark and ends with a suicide. you cant keep chipping away at me. i have not many layers left. i fear my time is limited. i know not what i want, but i know it's not this. it starts with a spark and ends with a suicide. when my body lies limp and lifeless i'll finally get some rest. lay me to rest, with all my dead dreams. im too old for fairytales. death is the only thing i have that is promised to me. i have to go sometime. it starts with a spark and ends with a suicide. i take myself to have a pomegranate heart—beautiful exterior, with soured fruit. a crumbling center full of pith. littered with holes and a flavor so nauseating it created the majesty of death. i have to go sometime. death is the only thing i have that is promised to me. dismantle my dream catcher, im too old for dreams. lay me to rest within my nightmares, i've lived then for too long. my lifeless body deserves some rest. pull my layers and reveal the my sickening center. it started with a spark and i fear it ends with a suicide.
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sometimes rain, sometimes rainbow - poetry collection
Poetrya collection of poems, written in real time about the good, the bad, and the ugly that comes with healing. PLEASE READ THE CONTENT WARNINGS this poetry collection includes themes and descriptions of: sexual violence/assault/harassment PTSD halluci...
