Feeling of mad Anger
A wrong in what is right
A break in the glass
A blizzard in the middle of summer
Pain and bruises
Words mixed with lies
Heart breaks and empty goodbyes
A smile so fake
A laugh so bold
A cry so silent

Nothing can mask the way that you feel
No mask could cover the hurt in your eyes
No lie could make you feel alright
Pain is all that you've known
Pain has become your only friend
Nothing but suicide crosses your mind
Thoughts of self-harm makes you want to do it more
Thought of you finally falling off the face of the earth is what helps you sleep at night
Pain is all that you hold inside
Nothing but white lies
Nothing but red lines
Nothing but bruises arms
Nothing but black eyes
Nothing but a tear soaked pillow
All it is is nothing, right?