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[lilmissprissy_]

Lips bleed as the words I could not speak
rotted and decomposed
like the flesh of something long dead and gone.
My hips are bruised
for I cannot find the body language
to match the way I feel.
My bleeding lips
fail me as I try to scream
scream out for someone to save me from this pain;

Yet nobody becomes my saviour.

My fingers ache from the times I scratched the words out
detracted words that would not be spoken
at the top of my voice.
My head drums like the beating of a far away heartbeat
rising and falling like the tide.
I try to stay awake
my eyes heavy, unconsciousness wavers, settling into my head.
My softened heart bleeds for every time
that I feel a great loss
the loss of someone long gone and dead
surrounding my dreams and getting lost in my head.
My bleeding lips drench my mouth
streaming down my face like a bleeding river
emphasising my pain, my strength, my delusion.

I cannot delude myself
for I am stronger now
in a far away place, where the bodies of some long dead
burn
and surpass
around in my head...