Sinking InA Story by Broken ChildLeaning back in my bed I took in a slow breath It still hadn't sinked in That my life was crumbling in front of my very eyes Pushing forward in my desk chair I stared at the board It still hadn't sinked in That all these questions were falling apart by the second Biting my nails on my way home I watched my feet move It still hadn't sinked in That the boy I loved did not see the tear stains on my cheeks Slicing my skin on the floor as I watched the blood pour It still hadn't sinked in That these scars were never going to fade Placing the rope over my head as I stood on the chair It had sunk in That my life was crumbling in front of my very eyes...
© 2013 Broken ChildAuthor's Note
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Added on June 14, 2013 Last Updated on June 14, 2013 Tags: depression, sad, suicide, self harm, depressed Author
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