Gah.

Softly softly,
burning from the inside,
choking on the ash that is filling up my airways,
cracking,
spilling,
blood onto the carpet,
I'll open up my insides,
clawing for my heartbeat.


Tearing, wearing,
smiles instead dark clouds,
nightmares and ideas eating up my sunshine,
pressure,
fire,
fraying at the edges,
I'll scream into the darkness,
but it won't get any brighter.