self-lovin'

Marshmallow brain with a searing pain 

Bed of feathers 

Burning lungs

Bruised ribs

Spine cracks

Eyes fluttering

They begin to close

Chest heaves. I begin to breathe. 

hank.

White and red. Cold and warm. Unimaginable pain coursing through. Heart and body broken. Dripping fills the room. Tears and blood mingling as they swirl down the drain.

 

What would hurt more? The pain is excruciating, like a red hot knife taken to her insides.

 

She bleeds.

 

Life flows around her and yet she is trapped. Fixated. Yearning.

 

Slow.

 

Hugs don’t dent the numb feeling. It grows stronger with each passing day.

 

Lies are thrown at her like a scourge. Silence is craved.

 

Bed calls. Hiding under the cocoon of life. Nothing else exists.

 

She is at peace.