You're A Graveyard

I think that a tombstone resides in your heart.

You don't see the flowers that people leave
for you in the form of compliments and kind
gestures that you feel you don't deserve anyway.

Maybe that's why you've found
rotting lilies in your lungs suffocating
you and when you try to breathe it just hurts.

You don't see the people mourning
for you even though you're still alive.

They see you falling apart, you know?

Your ribs feel as if they are decaying and the
world is crushing them, turning them into dust.

Your mind has lost all it's sunflowers and your thoughts
have turned to shrivelled up daisies of self-loathing
and rotten compliments you don't feel you deserve.

I think that tombstones and death reside in
your heart and they say: cause of death;
your mind

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