Saving my soul

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I've had to bury people who are alive and kicking in order for my soul to be saved.
I've had to put up tombstones with their names in order for my sanity to be saved.

Submitted: November 08, 2018

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I've had to bury people who are alive and kicking in order for my soul to be saved. I've had to put up tombstones with their names in order for my sanity to be saved. I've had to choose between my life and theirs, and like any selfish human being I chose mine. Given the chance, I'd still make the same choices that I made. I'd still choose burying your body over my own sanity I'd still choose grieving and mourning you even though you're still alive, if it meant saving myself. Like a selfish, self-centred, self-absorbed person; I would still choose me. You see, as I was sinking into this deep dark hole that you left me in, As I was drowning in this pool of tears that you caused, As I was ready to let the darkness swallow me whole, The darkness that you put me in, I realised that I actually love life way more than I could ever love you. It was in that moment that I made a decision, Your life or mine? Baby I worked that spade like nobody's business, Digged your grave all by myself, Had my own private ceremony and put up a tombstone for you. It was in that moment that I realised that I love myself way more than you. And that day I more than thought about killing you, I went ahead and buried your ass.


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