Rope Burns

When seconds are years And breaths take countless days What chance is there to hold on? To hold fast to hope Persevere through the darkness Cherish a glimmer of the self Reach for solace Stretch out your eager hands Strain for the surface Embrace the dirt under your nails Each breath a battle Grit your teeth until they’re ground into dust The skin sloughs from my palms Blood staining the braided fibers Fragments embedded deep Within the festering wounds As I decay What life is this? Bleeding out while looking in Falling back to where I started My broken back Saps my determination So much easier to collapse I can’t go on feeling like this I just slide back down to my faults I can’t go on feeling like this I just slide back down The skin sloughs from my palms Blood staining the braided fibers Fragments embedded deep Within the festering wounds Bite my tongue Gouge my eyes Shred my skin Flay my heart Can’t lie here With palms bleeding out One choice now Take hold of the rope