stop.

Just for a second.

Just stop.

and air goes through your chapped lips,

and your heart whimpers behind the cages of your ribs

and your eyes begin to quench.

It feels like someone’s gutted you,

cut you up into little fragments

and left you bleeding.

but you’re not.

you’re not bleeding

even your blood shrivels and shudders

away from you

cause you’re not worth it.

you don’t measure up.

you’ll never be it

you’ll never be enough

you’re just another disappointment

and your teeth chews your lips

and your fingers are clawing your skin

and your throat’s constricting

It’s like being stabbed repeatedly

and the worst part is that you know it’s coming

cause it always does and you want it to stop.

but you don’t beg.

you don’t beg. you don’t say anything.

you don’t. you take it as it comes

and stay quiet on the floor.

cause no one cares.

They can see your pain through your lying smile

hears it in your forced laughter

feel it in every touch you have.

but they don’t. and you don’t blame them.

you’re a screw up

you’re a problem

you’re a mistake

so you lay there,

no scream no whimper no sound

alone. unwanted. broken.