stay just a little bit longer let me hold you even if silence is all you have to give me this isn't permanent our nights are short lived but let me ease the pain you don't have any obligation nor do you owe me a thank you i know how hard it is to be there with someone when every second is a battle trying to find where it is you belong but for now you can stand by me even if it's for just a little while, stay. let me keep you warm during these cold nights i know it won't make things better but it really wont make things any worse either stay for a little longer we both need someone to hold onto
Dear OCD, You made me hate myself You made me scared You made me angry You made me suicidal You are not even a person You are a chemical imbalance in my brain In my mind Feeding off my pain And torture is your everything You made me lock myself in my room scared of something i will never do You made me nauseous You made me inflict self harm You made me so scared of my own beauty i couldn't even see through my own eyes How beautiful and strong i am Blinded by your words i hated it I hated your presence so much i even was ready to end it all But I am not alone There are many like me in this world I know now that you do not define me You will never make me do these things I do not fear you no more I am tired of this fear I am letting myself be happy whether or not you are here My pure obsession
At the end of the day, I just need something, Anything, Inside of me, To fill the voids, If it comes in clear baggies, Or leather jackets, It matters not, If it just stays for a while.
Sometimes you want to hide from yourself and from the world But you can only linger in the city lights and heavy music and *****.
Sometimes you want to run from yourself and from the world But you can only walk on the prickly thorns set on the pavement.
Saturnina, whilst you long to hide Those tears will remain masked And whilst your feet bleed They leave remnants of pain It may be washed away by the rain But there will always be a visible stain.
By the time the sun decides to appear And you witness the same thorns that brought you fear Promise me you’d choose to stay Not minding whether the color’s yellow or gray For as long as you keep hiding and running Saturnina, you’ll go on without mending.
