The voices, they echo and will not be silenced
I feel like I'm screaming and always on trail
My wrists are in cuffs, forever chaffed by metal
A bloody mess, worn to bone, I used to squeal like a kettle at the slightest ounce of pain
But now I'm quiet and emotionless
Because when you feel nothing the hurt hides away
It lurks in the shadows and stops playing games with your mind
It stops telling you that you'll be alright when you won't,
Because time,
Time is running out,
Time is up.
And the final drop of red rain has fallen onto my flesh,
Burning holes under my cheekbones and leaving etches of my past in my past and present
I will never forgive the sky for that
Or the moon
Or the stars
Or the sun
Or the clouds
Or you
You, for what you've done
You, who cracked my hourglass and wasted my time
You, who held the knife that sliced my shield in two
You, my downfall
You, my medication
You, my asphyxiation
But was it you
Or was it me who,
Who cut off all emotion and drained the color from my once so lively soul
Was it me who ran outside whwn the acid began to fall
Was it me who locked the shackles to my raw and rotting ankles
Why do I keep blaming others for moving the pawns that I control when they're not the ones who are cheating,
I'm cheating.
So I'll call off the whole thing,
I'll apologize,
I'll write "I'm sorry" in the space around my eyes until its all I see and feel and breathe
Suffocation in my own mind is my only fate
And its the only way either one of us will ever win this game
Not like I want to win
Nor do I want to lose
But one will surely happen despite how our scores are getting tighter like the tying of a knoose
So, perhaps, I will give you an easy checkmate
And yeah, maybe I'm sick of seeing the same board for the same game
I decide to end it,
To free my eyes from the hell of witnessing the same defeat countless times,
This failure is better than being stuck like I was before,
Unable to move my pieces anywhere at anytime,
Afraid to reset it all under the gaze of such an evil guy
Was that guy you?
Was that guy me?
Who my opponent was, a thought I have now pushed aside,
Like my dreams,
Like the keys to my cuffs,
Like my family around me,
I ignored them for the better
And I left them for the worst
It made the ending easier,
The ending where all the voices ceased to exist and the choked sobs were finally swallowed,
The ending where you took my king.
YOU ARE READING
Acidic Waters
PoetryAll this is is a collection of poetry and prose I have written throughtout my life as your everyday human being. Some are completed and edited, whilst others will remain raw permentally. Feel free to leave any feedback you have and I hope you enjoy...
