I have an addiction Oh how i wish it was a work of fiction I cannot wait to feel my blade Every time it touches my skin i feel saved. Sweet bliss, until i am entranced Twisting, turning, and weaving. Our dance. We speak only to each other. Not caring for any other. Alone, but not alone, with our toxic love.
It makes me feel whole When i am alone And i have no home And live in isolation It is but a small trade, take and give some.
What is blood and pain, When you want to be saved? What sacrifice is too much When all you want is to be loved. Toxicity doesn’t matter When you just want to stop getting sadder.
I CANT I CANT STOP THE BLADE ITS TOO MUCH THE BLOOD IS ALL AROUND ME FALLING FALLING DRENCHING THE GROUND I NEED HELP The liquid, it makes a repulsive sound.
AHHHHHHHHHH
ring around the rosie pocket full of posey raining raining we all come back another day
Help meeeee The insanity is CONTROLLING my brain! I’m not sure if i already said this But I’m going IIIINSAAAANEEEE HA HA HA I’m gone . . . But not for long!!!
How can i truly be gone When this pain just keeps c-c-c-cutting me . . . off HA the sky is full But love is bull And affection is null While my mind i duel.
Obsession, Depression Are wondrous traits. One will bleed love The other, hate
There i am, in the hellish hearts Tortured in agony, becoming art. Please just . . . Just leave me alone . . . Alone in the dark
Alone with my heart.
How shattered, With blood splattered Crimson on my skin, I’ve been slathered Trying to put back the pieces that have been scattered.
Am i sane? Am i still in control of my brain?
Sometimes i feel on charge, the leader. Other times i feel weak Looking through my eyes like windows, watching meekly.
Is music an escape? From my pain? Is it too late? Have i lost my brain?
I just want to see the stars.
I wrote this awhile ago, and i just recently stumbled upon it.