Adolescent Suicide

       



                    We are fronted but broken words, to explain our fragile lives.The words are broken but lies,  glue, only to force the soul to walk on glass in sole less shoes.

        Love crumbles as if brittle clay and the as the souls, worn by time break. Eyes longing to be kissed fall then fade  asleep, ignorance coded in  bliss... Piercing the vain, with its syringe

      We all try to run, but the needles have bitten the flesh and their insides in time. Taint the rest. The bliss, saturated in ignorance leaves nothing left.

              Left of me, the laughs and screams all stop, the happy ends, the soul drops. We all force grins to hide pain, as if smiles could be cropped.

          It is always assumed, hearts are to be placed back together with ease, so we forge unbreakable locks, forgetting to make keys.

          Then have all denied you, but when the end comes, may we die with our eyes open like we never defied you, praying these locked hearts are looked over.

         Our hearts are nothing more then rotting in a piles flesh, being chewed up in spit on devoured by flies for food, placing anxious, eggs inside you.

          But never mind flies, it’s the maggots that drive through, inside, never to be seen, by the world you lie too, but hidden in a dark place like the pillow you cry to.