My Life

Anger && yells
tears so familiar i know them by smell
red eyes become normal
smeared make up is my usual

feeling like shit
confidence thinner than spit
pain ful self
newest way of seeking help

loud noises become my lullaby
silence makes me wanna cry
when i finally get to sleep
Good dreams morph into my suicide

blood is my medicine
pills by dosing seems like a sin
sounds of a mad house
makes my inner child scream with in trying to get out

letters of my love
written in blood
as i send my soul
wishing to be once whole

sounds pretty bad
when happiness makes me sad
this house will be my demise
with every passing moment making me weak inside

when I'm finally at rest
when peace is at its best
when I'm laying in my grave
just shallow enough to taste the rain