Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Shame On Me.

The feelings.
Of hurt.
Is it painful?
I don't know.
It just hurts.

Like wrapping.
A present.
Cutting the tape.
Like cutting.
With a blade.

I'm unbreakable.
But I'm breaking.
Apart.
Wrap me up.
Cut through me.

Enough.
It hurts.
I can't listen.
Anymore.
No more.

It's all your fault.
I'm like this.
I don't like it.
Shame on you.
Shame on me.

Unfold Me.

Sitting in the dark.
Soft cries are heard.
Pitch black.
But a figure.
Comes in view.

The sound of rain.
Rushing.
Looking up.
Tear strained.
Wondering.

Little droplets.
On the window.
Falling.
And falling.
And falling.

The worst part.
It doesn't always.
Gets to its friends.
Hold me.
I'm scared.

I'm small.
Help.
I'm terrified.
Horrified.
Unfold me.