"Make me cry"
The whisper came, barely audible.
"Make me cry, I need to feel something.
Something I know is real.
I need that release.
The endorphin's to rush through me.
The tears make me real.
The sobs cut into me.
Bittersweet agony.
I want it.
I want to be punished.
I'm too tired to do it myself.
I want to feel pain.
Pain above the pain I am already in.
Its like I am suffocating and I can't catch my breath.
I need to hear my heart beat faster, then I know it still works.
My breath to be rapid, so I am thankful for every one.
My head to go cloudy then I can finally think clearly.
I'm begging.
Just give me pain so I can move on...
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