Like war

When my heart broke, i died along with it.

My once innocent skin kissed a razor and separated by chasms of crimson

Feelings replaced with numb and regret

Coping mechanisms were not something i possessed

I replaced the pain with fist against teeth, I left boot prints against enemy skulls

Memories dulled with each battle i fought and scar i earned

Fight, fuck and forget, i did the first two often

Everything brought back memories like war flashbacks

And like coming home from war, I was never the same

I am a murderer in my own right

How many times I've killed off parts of myself

Each piece a cry for help, each drop of blood a question of "why?"

I visit my own grave often.