Blood
The cold, shiny, red, liquid
Slithering down my arm.
I forget about my problems
I forget all thoughts of har,.
Looking in the mirror
Hating what I see.
Looking on my past and
Hating being me.
Dont say that I am beautiful.
I hate being mocked and it's not true
Dont tell me Im a freak
Dont wanna hear the truth from you.
The only way I can cover up
My pain is by laughing.
But oh I have had enough
Of my own fake smiles and laughter.
Voices
ring inside my head,
I pull up the covers on my bed.
I lay awake
Afraid of my dreams.
Reality is hard to take
Why
Does it have to be this way?
Doing
Whatever I can to these cuts,
To make them sting,
Make them bleed,
Because the voices ring,
They just wont leave.
They insult me
They intimidate me
They judge me.
They hate me.
They hate me.
WHY
Do they hate me?
I love the sting,
I love the pain,
Inside me it storms
My tears are like rain.
I am weak
I am hurt
They laugh at me and say
Their life is probably worse.
I feel so much pain
A huge amount, its insane.
Im going to cry
Id like to die
Id escape this world,
This lack of life.
Where did I go
The me that I know?
replaced by a monster
And while I get weaker,
It gets stronger.
Blood,
red, red, cold, liquid
Rushing out
of this cut.
IVE HAD ENOUGH
But Im addicted.
I cant stop.
MY LIFE IS TIED IN A KNOT
And its
got
to
stop.
STOP
Stop
stop.
