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Blood smears mar the chipped paint
It’s been washed away months ago
Yet I never stop seeing it
I swear its still there

I lay my head against the wall
Memories wrack my body
I fall to my knees
Too dizzy and breathless to continue
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Fingers I know technically don’t exist
Reach out and wrap around my neck
They press harder, harder on my throat
I can’t breathe. I don’t know if I want to
3/5


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If I could slip into a puddle of nothingness
Maybe I would find peace there
In the cracks between the warped hardwood
Where dust and memories intermingle
4/5

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Maybe not all the blood is washed away
Some of you is still there in the shadows
If I could only fade into the same
Nothingness that devoured you
We could be together again
5/5

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