hold your sadness like a puppet

keep putting on the play

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kristinasucks
wind
me
down

from a place i call a hole,
a secret cavern in my chest

i can scream, cry, moan
it only echoes,
reverberates from the walls
until i can hear myself
fainter
fainter
like i couldn't quite break the barrier
or was i even trying?

is this what it felt like to be honest?
to resurface from the bottom,
to be pulled back from the sky
to look at myself
long enough for my eyes to
change shape

?

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