Quick.

Take me away to a place 
where I can live without my heart,
where I stop yearning for things,
and how to live with myself
trapped within the confines of my own skin.

Take me away to a place
where I can live without my brain,
where I can stop thinking about what-ifs
and learn how to be open to myself,
feeling like a used soft toy.

Take me away to a place
where I can live without myself,
where I'll behave like a robot
and learn to remove the emotions
tearing at myself so viciously,
my eyes begin to flow rivers of blood.

Quick, someone bring me there.
I am at my edge already.
Before I take myself away.

Written by Camillia (10/1/2013)