Unravel your secrets.
Open up your mind,
Watch your wrists, they pour regret.

Unravel your secrets.*
Allow yourself to unwind.
But little girl, do not fret.

I will not betray you.
For I have secrets too.

The bruises.
When his father came home late.
The scars.
When Daddy had one too many beers.
The tears.
When his mother left him alone.
The hope.
When he thought she might come back.
The fear.
When the blood wouldn't stop.
The muses.
When his pain found an outlet.
The songs.
When crying wasn't enough.
The music.
When he hit rock bottom.
The silence.**
When the hit was too hard.

People try to fix me.
Pills.
Shut out the monsters,
Make me sit still.
Why can't you just let me be?

As far as I'm concerned,
I'm not broken.
Who hasn't a few screws loose?
Decisions made, without my opinion spoken.
Without a fair trial, meeting adjourned.

Maybe it's because I chose not to believe the lies.
Maybe I'm the only one who still has faith.
Maybe that's why they say I'm just blind.

Maybe if I'm so wrong,
Maybe you should stop listening.
Maybe it's not my fault I've been captive this long.

God, he was so beautiful.
His smile would light up the sky,
His eyes sparkling like water.

Until the smile faded,
Happiness traded for worry.
The shine in his eyes became teary.

And to see him lying there,
a victim of his own demise.
His own monsters, the demons inside.

Is this what was meant to be?
What he used to have, who he was,
Traded for this,
This ******* cruel irony.

I don't hate my life,
just the person living it.

I don't like the pain,
but the sight of my own blood is bliss.

I don't want to die,
just to turn my mind off.

I don't want to cry,
so I smile for the poeple I love.

I don't like what I see in the mirror,
but the hurt reflecting in my eyes holds a sort of beauty.

I don't want to hurt myself,
and I know the only one hurting me is

*Me.

"Help me," I cry

My monster is watching.
No one hears your screams, you know. Except for me.

I beg for mercy, but he tightens his grasp.
Every part of me wants to fight back.
But with every swing I take, I'm wasting away.

How strong are you now?
He continues to taunt.
Hold on, I dare you to.
The monster knows my pain.

With one final push I open my eyes.
It's eating me alive, I can feel it.
It's destroying me from inside.
By now I'm gasping for air,
But I keep getting pulled back under.

This time, the monster laughs.
He knows I'm through.
His fist is wrapped around my body,
Ready to crush me.
My journey was made long and torturous.
For cruel entertainment.

I start to give up.
The darkness is sliding back over me.
It won't take much to shatter what I have left.
I'm already broken.
I relax, ready to welcome death and the comfort it brings.
One last breath I take, and my life becomes
A flat line.