I sit here in the darkness
There is no sound, no movement, only thoughts
The thoughts which are filled with regret
The guilt, the disgust
I sit here in the darkness
I claw at my skin, attempting to rip it all off, to be clean
If I ripped away every shred of skin and muscle I still would not be free
I want to be clean
I claw at my thoughts, begging for silence inside my mind
My soul shrieks and claws at my brain forcing me to feel
I don't want to feel
I crave forgiveness
I sit here in the darkness
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC
I sit here in the darkness
There is no sound, no movement, only thoughts
The thoughts which are filled with regret
The guilt, the disgust
I sit here in the darkness
I claw at my skin, attempting to rip it all off, to be clean
If I ripped away every shred of skin and muscle I still would not be free
I want to be clean
I claw at my thoughts, begging for silence inside my mind
My soul shrieks and claws at my brain forcing me to feel
I don't want to feel
I crave forgiveness
I sit here in the darkness
