Chest

These nights had the weights of a thousand planets in them.

Her tears burned like fire on her cheeks, while looking like there were stars falling out of her eyes.

There are knifes stuck in her chest and who is going to get them out now?

But why did she even allow herself to let this hurt her in the first place?

Her bed sheets are full of blood in form of the pain she is feeling but which she starts to consider normal.

She’s the one to blame.

Every night she is trying to ignore the feeling

to make it numb She is hoping for it to disappear.

But its eating her alive.

But she will continue to smile trough it.