these past few days, ive been tormenting myself in the head over a boy. and it's really all my fault. i saw scenes and stories that ive fabricated out of nothing. delusional, and over bearing. it wasnt really ideas that i want to believe in, it's just these 'what ifs' again. i need to cool off, because i feel like im going mental and loose control.
drag my shredded heart
onward let go of another layer
left behind on the pavement.
crimson mantras drip from my mouth:
“let each scar remind me to kiss my own wounds.”