Read My Jam

kaleidoscopicwhales:

i can see the bones in your back,
how thin your skin is,
how battered your self esteem.
i reach out to help you up
but only end up breaking your wrist,
twisting your hair in my fingers
and cursing my own pride. 
you wanted to die and I begged you to live.
you screamed and I cried
as I held your broken body,
i smothered you with my tears
and own fears of being alone,
as you slowly wasted away in my arms.

(via home-for-writers)