Overdose day

Ripped myself to smithereens
And set fire to the dust
With each gust
Of wind, they flew
To a sweet land, serene
Where it felt so just
To have myself be
At peace

My world has caved in; sadness gently seeping in and filling the crevices. I'm on a plank in an ocean, drifting towards the end of nowhere. This is a horrible excuse for bullshit. I can do nothing right.

To beg for forgiveness is not a virtue these days.

With a knife I carve
Not our names on the trees
In the evergreen woods
By a lovely little brook
Where the sun shines always.
I carve off my skin
Splicing slow and gently
Head to heel
Limb to limb
On a stupid whim
To make a new me
For you.