I awakened a nightmare in pure sweat.
its like im still dreaming sounds of nails screeching on the chalkboard.
Room so dark its in disquise. You can cut the energy with a knife.
The knife that sheds my skin pulling from 1 pain to another.
I feel the rush like jumping into the waves of an ocean.
I can feel the pressure like the motion of the metal against my skin and i know im about to sin.
Im sorry god for i am broke i displeased you for i i treasure thy pain that i can control.
i soak in rose colored water feeling the fall.
my clothes heavy, holding me down.
Why cant i just crawl?
My fight I try to end but the blade it wants to bend breaks in my skin.
i see emptyness, everything is slow, time has come.
It's time to go.
i fail my attempt.
Breathing hard fighting for air god says not today its not fair.
©breefrie
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