Bury Me

Standing tall 
so it seems 
dreams are 
alive in a 
child that 
is dead 
A walking 
travesty 
Destroy the idea of me 
I am a liar 
I am a wingless dove 
Far from over 
But desperately crashing 
Wishing for an end 
to unexplainable 
torment 
Done by her own hand 
Vindictive sounds in her head 
She does not feel whole 
Empty baby cradle me 
But at the same time 
Let me go, push me 
off of you, Please.
I am dying 
because of the 
torture that I inflict 
on myself. 
Too depressed 
to stand 
Just let me fall 
I'm already on 
the ground 
Bury me