Why do I do this...
It seemed like a good idea at first
but now I just sit here in the corner
with only the thoughts in my mind
and the feelings in my body
why do I do this to myself...
we both knew it wouldn't end well
so why did we?
I feel like **** and I know you must too
anxiety and depression eating away
until we are but skin and bone
whispers echoing in the endless void
sending chills up our spine
there's no escape so why do we hide?
the ending is already written
the ink is dry
why do I do this