i can feel my heart peeling away, as if im a flower in the fall ready to die
after having all these pieces of me taken away by passers by.
i feel wilted and done. as if my life was as long as it needed to be.
my stomach turns and my insides ache, as if being pulled apart from the inside out.
my skin is crawling and my lungs feel as though i have a weight pressed against them.
im ready for the end to come and my time to expire.
feeling as though i am alone in the dark and screaming to everyone who passes and nothing is happening.
my legs feel as though they will break under me.
im a crumpled up newspaper whose life story no one wants to re...