Countless nights of not sleeping
Abusing my body in my own way
Lack of what it needs to survive
Self mutilation is overrated.....
I've made my own way...
Why put a razor to my skin?
When I can kill my body from the inside,
Every night wasting myself away
Each night more pain and torment
My mind has become a scary place
Should one fear themselves in such a way?
Is it right to look yourself in the eyes...
And say I'm gonna kill you,
Then laugh hysterically with tears in your eyes?
I think I've finally gone mad...
There's only one thing I need...
Yet it's so complicated, no one could help,
Everyone may think they know,
But only I know what it is I lack
No one else sees through these eyes....
One day I will share my soul...
Spill my darkest secrets and fantasies
... Only to the one I deem worthy
To the one I know can give what I need
... What I need to be sane....
Until that day... More suffering will come my way...
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