Consume and consume,
Trying to fill the emptiness.
I consumed and consumed,
Trying to fill the void.

Until eventually,
It was the one consuming me.

Hit. Scratch. Punch.
Boom.
    Boom.
        Boom.
Some hurt more than others,
Some sink in deeper than others,
But they’re all aimed at my heart.
The hole in my chest, only getting bigger,
More empty -
Until there’s nothing left,
And my heart is gone.

Why...





...Why didn’t they stop?

It hurts how they look at me,
It hurts how they look but they don't see -
They don't see me.

It's as if I'm a window that people look through to see what's on the other side.

No one thinks about the window,
They just look through it but they don't see -
They see everything but the window.

The tears roll down her face,
Slowly at first,
Trickling faster as she fills her mind with all those thoughts;
The ones that made her feel so worthless,
So tired,
So helpless,
So sad,
Yet so... so familiar.
She drowns in the feeling,
Bathes in it
So long that the tears are now cold,
Dripping at the bottom of her chin.

It creeps, it lingers
Your brain, it’s fingers

What is it?
Who is it?

Tired, drained, feeling stuck,
Emotions, and thoughts run amok

It crawls, slowly, getting closer and closer
Gnaws on your sanity, as you lose your composure

Until it reaches,
Where you’re shattered in pieces,
Your mind
Where you can no longer hide

You need to ask
It to unmask

It is who?

It is you.

“It’s because you’re a teenager”

Isn’t that right?

“You’re supposed to be doing something greater”

Maybe I might

“Instead of sit on your phones all day”

But maybe it’s because of you

“Wasting your lives away”

That I have issues

“Why dont you go play outside”

With all the psychos out there, I’d never make it home

“Tell me why you lied”

You’ll never understand why, just leave me alone

“Get off your phone”

Maybe it’s because I want to get away from this cruel world

“Don’t you dare talk to me with that tone”

I just want to cry in a ball, curled

“Do some chores for once”

I can’t do everything

“Do better on your performance”

Guess I can’t do anything

“You’re so difficult”

I’m tired of life

“Grow up and start acting like an adult”

I really wanna pick up that knife

“Why can’t you do anything I tell
you”

I don’t know, guess I’m not good enough

“You have lots of things to do”

Too many, and life’s too tough

“Fix your attitude”

I can’t do this anymore

“You’re always in a bad mood”

There’s too much going on, just get out and shut the door

“Why are you so dramatic and ridiculous”

I need help

“You’re useless”

I’m sorry. I don’t know how to deal with myself