Hello darkness,
did you miss me?

You have hold of him,
and you need to let him go.

I've faced the demons in my life,
and they come creeping by,
just every so often.
I stare them in the face,
unafraid and unwilling to fall.
Not this time.

They've made me human,
they've made me a person

I've learned these human emotions,
and I can feel

I can cry,
I can yell,
I can be as happy as I can be.

The darkness doesn't choose its victims,
but you don't know where it strikes.

In the pure of heart,
and the most wicked of souls.

It devours us all,
piece by piece.

*Hello darkness my old friend

It's hard to be something that you're not.

It's hard to try and be patient.
It's hard to try and look good for class,
but I'd rather get to sleep in.
It's hard for my heart to be in two cities.
It's hard to plaster a smile on my face,
even when I am struggling to even
get out of bed in the morning.

I have bags under my eyes,
but you can't tell what they're from.
Have I been crying?
Or am I just exhausted?
No one has to know I guess.
Or just doesn't care.

It's hard to be so calm and confident,
when inside you're screaming.
Everyone is yelling at you.

You can't do anything right

You're stressing me out

You need to apologize

You need to get on your knees and beg for mercy

Beg.

There's a vacant space on the wall,
Void of the memories.
I couldn't bear to stare at it.

Is it more painful to look at something,
And it's not even there?

My life is a vacant space,
Torn apart by thieves and beggars.

It's white and meaningness,
Like the walls that hold me in.

How can I be afraid of something
That isn't even there?

No matter what way it goes
I'm still broken.
A piece of me had been taken each time.
This time,
It was a huge piece.

I'm walking with a bag,
Filled with those little pieces of me.
I'm trying to put them together,
But no one will help me.

Am I broken beyond repair?
I feel like I'm already gone.
I left such a long time ago and I never came
Back.

It's just a swirling mist inside
My mind.
Nothing makes sense to me.

I see myself in the mirror and I sob.
Who is this girl
God I feel sorry for her
I don't know who I am anymore.
I don't know how to feel.

Was it all for nothing.

I retrieve the chunks of myself,
Spread out across the floor.
They're much heavier than last time.
I open my bag and spilll them in.
I walk the lonely road,
On and on again.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel,
But it's not visible yet.
I'm waiting for the fog to pass over.

Is this worth all these tears anymore.
I'm more broken than I was before.

I'm just another *****,
Just another notch,
Just another girl.
Nothing special.
I sure as hell don't feel like it.

No I don't have guys swooning over me,
I can't get someone like that,
I don't have someone on call for a date.

That's just not me.

But I sure as hell have some dignity.

I'm not some dog that's gonna beg for you.

I'm gonna save you some trouble and rip my heart
Right out for you,
And send it right back.

Something needs to be fixed
And it sure as hell ain't me.

I've been through hell and back,
And if that ain't enough for ya,
I'm sure that she is