
Sometimes...
Sometimes I just wanna burst into tears
For myself
For others
For the past
For the future
For what I know
And what I don’t
Sometimes I just wanna scream
For my fears
For my feelings
For feelings of others
For what’s out of my control
For what is mine to control
For my impulses
Sometimes I want blood
Figuratively
Literally
My own
Others
To hold life in my control
To stop yearning for chaos n blood
Sometimes I don’t wanna see
To see what’s been done
To see what hasn’t
To see what I want
To see what I don’t
To see others as they are
To see too much
Sometimes I wanna burst into tears
I want to be normal
To not see and feel as I do
To not crave what I crave
I want to stop seeing what I see
I want to sleep and be just as everyone else
I don’t want to feed to feel
I don’t want to become the monster I’ve been before.
About the Creator
Azrael’s Aesthetics
just a small girl, writing in the big world. Hoping to change the world one reader at a time. I post mostly poetry but am soon to be working on short stories.



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