Burning tongue with red, hot liquid
Pouring down your throat
The food absorbed is quickly revolted
Dizzy and sick lying in a mess
Wondering if black will be the hearse
When will this be over... when will the pain end
Will i ever be able to stand on my own to feet
Or will i die without a sound
Come and rescue me i shout out in the empty room
Why am i being punished
My death all too soon
These dark thoughts should never be shared by word
Never written down.. as fear of a curse
I should not be praised for the thoughts i think today
No one to help me.. i pushed them all away
Socially isolated.. did i do it to myself
Just don't give up.. you don't need there help
Memories are memories and are all in the past
You can't run from them.. when you wake you think
When you look in the mirror you blink
Try to laugh off the pain... those deep stains
Life is a war.. no matter how hard you try there is no peace
I can't be me you won't let me be
Don't try and turn this on me again
As i just was me and he was him
Nothing did i do wrong was happening
