soul death

i'm bleeding from my soul
it's the kind of wound you can't see,
the kind someone like you wouldn't know how to heal
first, you'd have sift through the coal buried deep in your chest
and be pumped full of emotion to feel

time stands still around me, no breeze, no leaves moving,
the air just is
and i'm choking on my last breath
the last bet
the last thing you left
the last time i wept
this shit has to stop

fucked over, upside down and sideways
fuckable moreso than lovable
daggers pierce me at all angles
and fornicate with my self respect
self worth
self
becomes nothing
and everything that was
is dark now
the shadows sweep the pain of today
under the carpet of tomorrow
and i don't want to remember
you this way
or me