Overflowing
With uncontrollable self harm.
Not physical,
But a mental means of distruction.
Hopelessness,
It swallows the mind,
Leaving nothing but raw sockets
That pour pain through the eyes.
Blind to what really matters
And a mortifying obsession with what does not.
Mind of a lover,
Yet mind of a hunter,
Along with mind of a victim combined,
A spectacular state of self deprecation
And nothing seems to go right.
Unable to notice the greatness
And a crystal clear vision for weakness
Over and over, a head to the wall.
The personality of a devil
Trapped inside an angle,
And back again with a hopeless head to the wall.
When will she feel the greatness?
When will she see the greatness?
When will she live for the greatness?
Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 12:26 AM UTC
Overflowing
With uncontrollable self harm.
Not physical,
But a mental means of distruction.
Hopelessness,
It swallows the mind,
Leaving nothing but raw sockets
That pour pain through the eyes.
Blind to what really matters
And a mortifying obsession with what does not.
Mind of a lover,
Yet mind of a hunter,
Along with mind of a victim combined,
A spectacular state of self deprecation
And nothing seems to go right.
Unable to notice the greatness
And a crystal clear vision for weakness
Over and over, a head to the wall.
The personality of a devil
Trapped inside an angle,
And back again with a hopeless head to the wall.
When will she feel the greatness?
When will she see the greatness?
When will she live for the greatness?