Listening to: linkin park: hybrid theory
Feeling: nutty
"cut"
cutting the pain away,
fear;
i dream of a cure,
where i am perfect,
blood;
i see it, so lovely,
just moving out of my skin,
pain;
i control the way it feels,
its in my hands like the blade,
the future;
burying me 6 ft. under,
when i stop breathing.
"depressed"
feeling so distant,
empty and hurt,
alone i glare into nothing,
too much i can't see,
i want to feel all of my pain,
why are you staring at me,
i don't need your disapproval,
i need you just to talk,
instead of turning away,
don't leave menow,
when i need you so bad,
the thoughts are like loud screams,
please god, make them stop,
so depressed and feeling so distant.
"denied"
told to go away,
feeling unwanted,
i need the blade,
it wants me,
i fear being ignored,
i rejioce in the pain,
i inflict upon myself,
and i was only told;
to go away.
"i cut"
seeing the blood,
feeling the pain,
i stop to hide;
the scars,
everyone stares,
i punish myself,
for all the pain;
i've cost myself,
i cut my skin,
and finally i'm numb.
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