➽─── dents and crevices ───❥

My bones are
Shattering,
Sometimes I wish I could lean my head back,
Close my eyes,
And fall into a deep sleep,
The kind of blackening blackness,
Of
Abysmal depths,
Drown in my thoughts and
Daydreams,

My heart is
Caving in,
Sometimes I wish I could throw it all up,
Hold my heart in the palms of my
Hands,
And
Clean it all out,
Each ache and sorrow, every small
Dent,
And crevice,

I want to plant seeds in the edges,
in the hopes
That lovely, little flowers will grow from the cracks,
Maybe that way I can prove to myself,
There really is
Sunshine in my
Blood,

Then I'd want to
Put it back behind my ribcage and it'll glow
Like Suns,
Maybe that'll tell me I have
Fixed the worn edges and tied up the
Loose ends,

A couple of weeks will go by,
Maybe months if I'm lucky,
With a heart blooming with flowers and
Shining like a thousand fireflies,

But it won't be long until I'd have to do it all again,
Vomit it all up,
Cleanse myself,
Reset myself,
Don't worry,
It is normal,
I have learned to live with it.

(I am slowly destroying myself)