9-3-10
I hang on your every word
Yet I don’t’ think you notice the noose
hanging from your fingers
and tied so tight around my neck.

I hang on your every word
even when you’re belittling me
I grasp them all
and repeat them all in my head
(When you’re not available)

I swing from your arms
Yet I don’t think you feel the rope tighten
around your wrist as I jump
through every single hoop you set.

I swing from your arms
Running slowly out of room to breathe
as my lungs contract
I would die so easily for you, in fact…

It may sound crazy but sometimes i
wish that I could just die for you.