3-2-16
I turn my alarm down.
I don't want the sound to fill the room,
I've been scared of loud noises lately because they all sound like my life crashing down.
I'm made up of amxiety,
I just wish I could fall asleep already.
- (m.m)

Trigger warning?!!!
Your blood is on my hands,
I've missed the red,
Baby, I'm destructive these days.
This is what you make of me.

You're in my bloodstream,
Darkening the hue.
You slow my system,
My machine heart is rusting.

You're the anxiety keeping me awake at night.
Please don't destroy me,
You're leaving the door wide open,
The demons will find me again,
And I hate the static of their voices,
God, I thought you knew that.

Simple mistakes you make,
Like the doors never being shut,
The knives left unattended,
The windows letting light bleed in,
Dropping my triggers on the floorboards I can't avoid.
It's okay, I convince myself, you didn't know any better.

I only realized you were tearing me apart when I knew I was far too gone.
I don't think this was how we intended it would end.
- (m.m)

Not a personal poem haha definitely from another perspective