AngelKiti07I’ll hurt myself to survive yet another tomorrow. For I am buried so deep within these sorrows. I don’t want to eat, not today, not tomorrow. My soul screams in agony, as I claw at my face and bleed deep within the flesh. So deep that I may never sleep, for all i do at night is weep. Weep until this pain remains awfully quiet. For I have survived once again, another tomorrow.
This body is a prison, not only my mind. For I lost track of time.
Starve myself so i don’t feel misplaced. For I am often seen as a disgrace. I don’t want to eat, it’s disgustingly sour. Again and again, always tomorrow. I want to see these bones, so delicate , seen as a flower. Promise me you’ll see this beauty within, as I dive deeper away, away from this skin. Now becoming so bitterly thin.
My soul is beautiful, or am I just misplaced? For my blood is the paint and my body is the canvas to create something great, great deep within my mind. But really, all I want is a stable perception of time.
I want to be more than this body, more than this flesh, even my mind. I want to kiss you yet again. Again, maybe tomorrow. So for now, I shall hide all my sorrows, for once again, a better tomorrow.
-ANGELKITI07
