Self Corrosion

By CryMeaRiver

Intrusive thought entangle me, in corrosive knots
rope burns on my skin
tied back from the regret
I live within

they wrap around my limbs, restricting me
from having a life to live
feeding off me
til' I have nothing left to give

hollowing out my member
starving in an empty core
until my limbs they dismember
and feed off me til' I am nothing more

than scaps of skin and bone
torn from head to toe
my heart has been demolished
by my mind, who is my foe

I don't need a rescue
I need to pull myself together
pick up the broken pieces
form stronger knots that wont teather

fix me with my own glue
from the blood, swet, and tears I shed
to see how far I've come
when I've been so close to dead

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Published on Monday, November 11, 2019. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Self Corrosion "

On Thursday, November 21, 2024, SolApathy (652) wrote:

...This flows with an impeccable rhythm as I feel myself fall into this schism of your words....There is a hardness here with an almost unperceivable whisper of humanity lost. I loved this poem. I am only saddened by the fact it took me so long to find it.
On Monday, November 11, 2019, Lil Rorschach (180) wrote:

You really capture mental health and your raw emotion is definitely felt, I have felt that dread. While I can't fully understand your story and your pain, and vice versa know that I see you. I absolutely love the last stanza of rebuilding it is truely like that, sometimes it feels that god just gave me pieces that don't go together. Just know that we are here for you, carry on soldier. As usual live a long happy healthy life friend.