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Eridan Apr 2018
My best friend doesn’t like me anymore
He thinks I'm fake
He forgot I have no one to be fake for
I guess he’s not my friend now
All my other friends don't really care that much
Or I’m starting to  distance myself
I can feel that I’m starting to distance myself
I try not to care too much
It really does hurt now
Of razorblade stings, physical and not
The only ones still left are miles away
Yeah
I think they’re gone now
Eridan Apr 2018
There is a boy in my walls you see

He is the boy that's supossed to be me

He craws at the brick he screams and shouts

I can't I cry back

My parents can't find out

They'd beat me

They'd shame me

I'd be in hell

At the same time he tells me

It's the only way I'd feel well

— The End —