Looking for the answers, the truth within
Praying to the heavens, searching from without
The secrets that I told myself, the attitude to destroy
Scars of ashes all up and down my arm
I wanted to feel the physical
I wanted no emotional
The actions I caused because of self-harm
I couldn't see anything beautiful
only the darkness plagued my senses
I spent years of self-doubt
killing any hope of a normal life
Now there is only the insane
and still I feel my own self-pain