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Grey Dodge Dec 2014
My scars hurt at night
When the moon shines through them
Illusions illusions
Mama made me promise
To never bleed again
But how can I keep it when I still pick at the scabs in my brain?
Grey Dodge Dec 2014
Our bodies wracked with sobs
We can't seem to hold off the mob that barges through our castle doors
Well clean it up later
Red seems to be our favorite color
Grey Dodge Dec 2014
You
    its so cold in this skin so empty and hollow

Don't
    i don't think im sane    not anymore


Know
    stop please stop trying stop saying my name i can't hear i can't hear im not here can't feel pleasestoptheresnothingyoucandopleasestopmakeitstop


Me
     icantbreathanymoreimshittingdownimnotokay
Grey Dodge Dec 2014
I hate how pathetic I feel
Constantly thinking of you
I hate how you make my skin fire crack
When you touch it
I hate how you make me
Want you

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