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 Jun 2016 S O P H I E
m i a
i
 Jun 2016 S O P H I E
m i a
i
she inhaled his toxic words,
and let them travel down to
her lungs,
which caused them to ,
poison her heart,
but within
that poisoned heart,
birthed beautiful art,
which lead to a new start
.
"it's sad how artistic we get when we're broken."
 Jun 2016 S O P H I E
m i a
these scars upon my wrists will fade, but my strength will not.
stay strong.
 Jun 2016 S O P H I E
m i a
all
you
did
was say hello
and within that word
i could alrealdy feel the flowers
within my lungs
beginning to grow.
the flowers are suffocating me now, but i don't care, because i've been loving every dying second with you.
^  ^

closed in sleep
sleep brings dreams
dreams open the

eyes

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[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/17/2016
I used to bring prescription pills
to parents day
because I didn't think anyone
could tell the difference

What'd you call Christmas
without heat
in a house without power?
2007

My father swore that he'd
teach me how to ride a bike but
instead he introduced me
to his new baby girl
And every time we drive
past the hospital
my mother remindes me how much it cost to save my life
that one year
She doesn't have
to say that she wished I'd left
instead of him
She spent twenty one years
tucking my brother into bed
but it took her nine just to touch me

And when I finally had the courage
to tell my mother I was too afraid
to eat - she told me it's a blessing
That she spent most of her twenties
regurgitating flesh into paper bags
and that's how she got daddy
to stay

I haven't seen him in close to three years
but he calls sometimes
and we talk about the weather
I still remember the day he said goodbye
He said he'd come back
and we'd clean up that old bike from the shed
*I still walk home
For all the self destructive souls
That think they'll never be themselves again
I understand that self harm
Is really just self defence
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