Lost and Twisted(Needs New Title)

Cant give in now
Not after last night
Just when I thought
Things were starting to go right

The temptations are stronger
Stronger then they’ve ever been
Not to give up or end it all
Just to make the mark on my skin

Cant stop the pictures from coming
Cant get them out of my head
The knives, the tub, the plastic
Replaying what was said

I’ve been there before
Done the same things
I know what its like
To feel the pain it brings

Trying to find that comfort
Of believing in the higher power
I don’t worry as much now
But I’m still fading by the hour

So many things
Were left unsaid
They go round and round
Inside my head

Eyes are soaked
Hands are fisted
Feelings of being
Lost and twisted

I don’t know what the problem is
Or why I cant move on
Things seem to being going fine
Why do I still wish I was gone?

keeping what you said
Into consideration
Somewhat wishing
For another conversation

The scars will remind me
That the past is real
I need to figure out the reason
Why I feel the way I feel

*I Need a new title for this!! Suggestions apreciated please!!*