Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: Fading Fast by Dianna

By Dianna
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Tags: dianna, poetry, poem

Choking on myself, I can't believe I've ever breathed so deep.
I can't believe you see me here, standing so unique.
I can't believe you'll catch me now, falling on my own;
Fuck you for reaching out to me, maybe I could have flown.

And maybe I could have caught myself, you never stopped to think;
If I could provide for myself, crawling on the brink.
Next time just look into my eyes, and you will surely see,
What I want from you, baby; a different side of me.

And now I slip from your embrace and fall so long and fast.
And now I swear to you a love that never could outlast.
And now I read the ribbons that encircle both our wrists,
And now I hate the memory of our first and last kiss.

If you could just have let me try to fly and fall myself,
Perhaps I would forgive you for your quiet act of stealth.
But nights are long and touches last and you are not my own,
And I am far more fucked up than those tests have ever shown.

I love you, baby, you must see what angst my black heart wears;
And how I whisper manically among the sweat and tears.
And how my fervent, dismal moans attract the swarming crowd;
You do nothing, baby dear, but bring me hotly down.

Don't cry for me when I am gone, you wanted it this way.
You wanted me to toss and turn and tremble as I pray.
It was your plan to slice my soul and watch with golden eyes,
But you also wanted part of it to be my sweet surprise.

Shall I write to you, my golden girl, as I prepare the noose?
Do you want your name included in my paragraph of truths?
If you agree, I'll mention you, and sign your name in blood.
If you would like, I'll praise your face, and throw the page in mud.

I whisper now, in fading hours, for the night is growing dim.
I want you here, beside me now, for when I finally meet Him.
You are not with me, darling girl, and for that we will not last;
It matters not, you imbecile, for I am fading fast.

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