How is it possible...
To hate yourself as much as I do?
To look down at yourself,
And break out in tears because of what you see.
And there's nothing you can do about it,
But try to change,
And be somebody you aren't.
Try to be the same person,
With a different shell,
And be perfect.
How can you hate yourself to the point you want to get rid of yourself,
Or to the point that you cut and bruise,
And starve.
How can you hate yourself as much as I do?
How does one be happy?

These things we wear,
sometimes feel like contraptions.
Restricting freedom but
providing protection.
So many ways and styles,
the possibilities are endless.
Through heat and cold
always an accessory,
even if they are not on our feet.
They go everywhere with us,
seeing even what we do not.

I feel a train approaching
Headed straight for my soul
A tiger ready to pounce
And rip it bare to shreds,
Well whatever remains i suppose.

Sadly I know the origin well
Of these worries of terror
And it's all my fault.
I really hate myself sometimes,
For the things I need of her.

I'm sorry
I just need someone there
I don't seem the same now as I was before
But deep down i promise I'm still here
It's just hard sometimes to see that you care.

It's not your fault at all
No you were unaware of the scratches
That lie beneath the surface
Of a painted door
With tampered latches.

I know we're not perfect
That's not of my intention
I want to fall in love
With you
And all of your imperfections.

Forgive me for being weak
And having issues greater than you expected
But if there was any a hope
For me to truly love you
You needed to understand the ways I'm affected.

So if this ends for my actions
And you no longer can handle me
I will understand
And let you go as you wish
Only pondering on all I hoped we could be.

Observation of the white void,
in the wrinkle of an ocean wave
unfocused mechanics of consciousness,
chaos funneling into the foreground of an intangible idea,
measuring brainwaves with fact versus fiction
love is the conductor of reality

I will rip you, I'll rend you, I'll tear you apart
I will shave away your skin with my nails
And carve your bones with my teeth
I will tear the hair from your head and wrap it round your throat.

I will **** you

I want your blood on the tip of my tongue
I want to to smile as your lungs fill with blood
I want to rip your jugular and watch you die
And since I really want to, I know I really could.

My soul, my heart is ablaze with anger
Only the glass of your dead eyes can quench
My mind is a wasteland of war
Made peaceful by your pain.

By my hand and from my anger
You will be ripped from this world
By my hand and from my anger
Will this knot of insanity unfurl.

Let Earth conflagrate
Let the fire you take you as it has me
Let the universe burn
Burn you to a cadaver, a carcass, a body.