hey guys. this poem isn't exactly finished because my sister interrupted me as I was writing so ill just write what I have so far.

for the hearts that worry instead of beat

I raise a trembling hand in

class, no sound comes out but

I attempt to ask dear random

teacher, can I please go to the

nurse?

no I am not done with my
reading and no I am not

bleeding, but my hands have

energy bolts that shoot

from the tips and I cannot

stop my words that talk with

two fast moving lips.

 

and I clenched my hands

60 through 64 times now and

its starting to hurt, so please

random teacher can I please go

to the nurse?

 

no she will not help at all, but

how can she help someone

when their problems a brain

with crumbling walls, a heavy

sigh and a heavier groan, her

sorry lips will ask if id like to

go home.

 

ill say no but make a person

know to remind myself it is my

fault I'm like this and I must

tough through the day on

my own.

 

step by careful step I feel

my hyped up energy diminish.

I feel like I have nothing left.

step by careful step I feel myself

getting slower, I feel myself

getting lower, the floor has

welcomed me yet again,

I'm it's most frequent guest.

 

I heard my heart beat through

the floor, I heard the slamming

of a door. I heard the violent song

of gravity begging me once more,

ill let it cradle me and all its gore,

ill let it cradle me until its heavy

arms are sore and as I lay, i'll

remember all the pieces I have

failed to put together.