You’re only trying to help
I know you want to save me
pulling on the loose threads
of the stitches buried in my skin
you think that if I let it out
if you remove all my binding
the pain can finally escape
opening doors to see within

Inside me you find me
choking on this numbness
slowly gaining shades of blue
but my lips refuse to spit
my lungs reject the air
I crawl forward on my knees
toward your outstretched hand
and slam the door in your face.

(Source: mister-selfdestruct)