My Secret

You may find me different, not right in the head,
Because of the fact I spend hours on hours in bed.
Taking these medications, so I don't decide to die,
Because these pills will supposedly stop making me cry.

Little does anyone realize, the secret no one knows,
The secret so powerful, everyday now it grows.
The crimson tears flowing out of my skin,
In the secrecy on my room, no one knows my sin.

This secret relaxes me, when all else fails,
For without this secret, who know what pain I'd impale.
I could lose my mind, lose all composure I own,
I have found this secret...I can cure myself alone.

Though it's not right, this secret I've found,
It stops the pain that so heavily does pound.
I know that with time, I may become constricted-
By this little secret, but I've already become addicted.

~*Who Cares?*~
no comment. lol. please r/r/c