I’m Tired of my Sadness and Sadness is Tired of Me

trigger warning: depression, self-harm, suicide

every night
my mind becomes
a battlefield;
a fight for life.

and every night
i can feel
my soul cry,
my veins bleed dry,
my heart comes with
a heartbeat
that isn't really mine.

(i think i have
died
way too many times
in this lifetime.)

sadness just told me
to pick myself apart,
because it's tired
of telling me
to look after my heart.

and sadness also said,
everyone else
who was once
on the battlefield
is now dead.

dead. dead. d e a d.

everyone else is dead.







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Cariza is a writer based in Washington, DC. Born and raised in Manila, Philippines, she always had a heart and soul for telling stories that hopes to inspire, comfort, and take people places.

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