The way I feel cant be described.
Because of all the things I keep inside.
I don't know why I cant express.
I hate the feeling of this loneliness.
I'm piercing a hole straight thought my heart.
Soon I know ill fall apart.
My many "friends" they are but few.
With friends all I seem to do is lose.
They run from me or I push them away.
I never seem to want them to stay.
When I need someone near.
There always seems to be some fear.
They are afraid of what ill do.
Afraid of what ill do to me, never to you.
They all know I could never hurt a friend.
Its only me who I could cause to end.
They wonder why I don't talk to them first.
What they don't know is that blood is what I thirst.
The rush of my own blood flowing.
Is something that makes me start glowing.
It brings me peace and helps me to find.
That gentle place in my mind.
It releases my tension and makes me feel free.
Of all the pain and misery.
So here it is, Ive come to my end.
Just know ill love you till I find myself again!