(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.

we're two matches burning together slowly

all i feel is warmth and light around me
even if i'm one day closer to dying

Anixety


Nicotine in my nerves
Codeine on my mind
Maybe I wanna lose myself
Maybe I wanna lose me
Cuz living feels like anxiety

Fighting demons cuz it’s part of me
Maybe I am the demon m the part of it
My soul is tired of it
But if I die , I am ready to go n rest in peace
Yet I can’t help but think who’s gonna miss
This part of me