I’ve always found knives beautiful

The shine, strength

A perfect weapon

I crave death

As children screech

With excitement

Huddled in groups

How that will change

Screams fill my ears

Blood splattered, bodies split

The desire grows to remorse

…_oh what have I done_...

208 days

30 weeks

7 months

That’s how long I was with you

It’s how long I was my happiest,

Most adventurous, growing self

I had trusted you

But that trust had evaporated into the clear sky

Sending me spiraling

And not handing me a parachute

Plummeting me to my death

It was 221 days

31 weeks

7 months

Of heartbreak

Growth

And confusion

I’ve found heartbreak as a comfort

And a death

While a...

My brain is known for

Miss interpreting truth

From fantasy

The shadows lurk around me

Figures move like waves

Merely hidden

With no good intention

Heavy stares

Penetrating my body

Knowing they’re found

Sucking the spirit of

The unaware

Leaving them barely thriving

Knowing this is no

Fantasy

I pray...