Jodie

Been here too long

I’m going crazy.
Ended up on the ground,
Feeling wasted —
But completely sober,
Thinking about the past.

Down my throat,
In my veins,
Scarring thoughts of razors.
Feels like I\'m on fire —
Chemicals will bring me home.

Dreaming of an early grave,
If only they knew.
Tears stain my cheeks,
I look weak.
My guilt could fill the sea.

I’m not afraid of dying,
Walking through the silence,
Waiting for the sirens.
Unchain me, please —
Too many unspoken words.