The Wait

Fragile
Breaking
Like mothwings
No longer fluttering
Fragile and dark as death
Insides closing
My world is crumbling
Down

No ones listening
Constantly whispering
Falling apart at the seems
Breaking me down

Bare
Like the floorboard of my heart
Bare
Like the wall above my bed
Bare
Like my body
Naked
Waiting for death to come....

Slowly
Sinking
Like shard of glass in the sea
[Once] sharp
But [now] (being) worn down

Everyone looking
But no one is really seeing
All eyes closed
Just see what happens now

Torn bare
Like my drawers
Bare
Like my coffin
Warm and inviting now
But will they even burry me?
Will they even care if im gone?!

Lying
Bare
Suspended in air
Eyes closed
Naked
Waiting for death to come....