• queen_butterfly 21w

    //coda - ending
    overpasses - bridges//

    Thank you WN for the like :)

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    coda

    i.
    I think this is the coda now;
    my mind has crawled back
    into the pit
    where my healing began.

    ii.
    there is no moon
    in the sky above
    this grave;
    the tides never turn here.

    iii.
    the night bleeds
    but it's pretty, it's quiet.
    it suffers so softly,
    it must not matter whether or not it hurts.

    iv.
    they did not care that I was hurting
    until it became so loud
    that it threatened to deafen them.
    they did not care that I bled.

    v.
    I dream of guitar strings
    slicing my fingertips open.
    I want to split my skull apart
    to let you see the rot, see the decay.

    vi.
    I fear my ribs
    will crack open, exposing
    the emptiness
    that sits between them.

    vii.
    something
    inside of me is
    corrupt,
    tainted.

    viii.
    I am not
    going to burden you
    with the specifics.
    I just want to stop.

    ix.
    I want to bleed again,
    purging the spiders from my veins,
    letting them crawl from behind my eyes,
    cleaning my skull of their cobwebs and nests.

    x.
    I think this is the coda now,
    dragging me back to razor blades
    and claws, cracked picture frames
    and overpasses at midnight.

    ©queen_butterfly