I am overly fascinated with self destruction.
Anything that could harm me, catches my eye.
I think it, dream it, breathe it.
Hurting myself has become everything to me.
I am obsessed and that sickens me.
I want any escape,
any way to be anywhere but here.
And at the same time,
all I want is to stay in my same miserable place.
I am unlovable.