When i meditate my demons sit and laugh
at least they acknowledge my existence
I fell in love for nada
the pain has helped me grow ;
Numb
and cold
It iced
my soul
Its cool
id rather live as minced and severed flesh
Than handing you my love and in return receiving stress
forsake me
Ditest me
leave me here to die
Id rather cut myself than let you slice me open wide