I can't help myself.
Without effort
I will take it all to pieces. I'll show
you
Black ruin. The misery that picks
clean my. bones.
Self—destruction,
My whispered mantra
I will not be happy.
I will not be happy.
It's a divine sickness
Undenied. My ugliness
Is my shame.
Let me show you
The nothing I'm capable of.
Crawl towards the edge.
Step. Off.
Smile.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 5:56 PM UTC
I can't help myself.
Without effort
I will take it all to pieces. I'll show
you
Black ruin. The misery that picks
clean my. bones.
Self—destruction,
My whispered mantra
I will not be happy.
I will not be happy.
It's a divine sickness
Undenied. My ugliness
Is my shame.
Let me show you
The nothing I'm capable of.
Crawl towards the edge.
Step. Off.
Smile.
