suicidocitic

a doll thrown into the corner gnawing at my side
looking so bland
even at bay
i'm alone in this corner
mentally cutting my gums
twist and pull these rooted teeth
i wish i were a cavity deep, and infecting the core
i shave my motivation
now isn't this fun
i can barely coil my fingers in to keep from touching you
maybe if you weren't so far away
i'd speak to you
even though you lay here beside me
i can hear you slipping away
but still feel you in my stomach
induce vomiting?
but i don't want to throw you away