Izzi Lynn

Past Her Limit

She’s been pushed past her limit
Her body aches from the sobbing
She can’t breathe
Her head is throbbing
She’s panicking


She uses the broken pieces of her childhood
To rip open her wrist
And when she opens up her skin
All the pain flows out
The cuts sting and burn
But they’re nothing compared to how her head pounded
How her eyes burned
How her stomach ached and rolled
And now she can breathe again


She hates herself
She hates herself
She hates herself