hush little baby
don't say a word
mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird
yeah fucking right
mama's gonna buy you just enough food to eat before she kills herself just that little bit more
but that's okay now
i tried, you know i fucking tried
and that's more than you ever did
every sound sparkles like a lullaby
the shouting doesn't penetrate any more
their screams are blurry, unfocused, like a sunset
they're nothing
but they're more than you'll ever be
it's like she's falling falling and drowning as she gasps for air
it feels like those phantom limbs are crushing her again
the worst part is she doesn't care
she can't bring herself to care
is there room in your life
for one more breakdown?
no
one
cares
not even her, not any more
when everyone you ever loved is gone, what is there to live for?
the water put the candles out
there's no light at the end of the tunnel any more
"a shell of a former self"
that's what she is now
an oyster with the pearl removed
no matter how many times Mr. Fairbrother said how special they all were
who fucking cares?
...please, help me
her hand shakes, only slightly
the poison feels like heaven
like home