A place to belong a place to live a place where she didn't feel like a little kid.
Drank to much she paid the price stomach clenching blood shot eyes.
Cry for this day to be over not knowing the next will be slightly the same just laugh and try to forget the pain.
Days pass by and by with not a thought in my head Everything turning out oh so very grotesque to me.
Love the sight of the blood stains on the floor the spinning twirling mess of my mind calling upon something tyrannical.
So don't cry oh baby of mine "Believe my love is unfeigned by this corruption"I scream and cry
I beg and plead...
Never will this disastrous tragic disease subside please don't victimize me ,my only
Please tell me our love isn't broken and bruised and how I'm supposed separate from you?
I Don't feel like myself I think i might die..
If this Pain doesn't subside I fight the urge to cry though i don't know why
Everything seems perfect,but i think I'm losing me..
In this battle to save who i used to be.
When i start to think how it should be My thoughts always get the best of me.
Listen to the words i don't put in your mouth But you swear i do.
Hidden in a drawer wrapped up tight lays that little razor blade waiting for the day i lose control again.
Crawling to that dark place...
But maybe its not too late.
I'm not crying out for help I'm just tired of the way things always turn out.
I figure the silence is temporary so i try not to disturb it,I'm afraid to move
Writing my feeling on my arm with a razor Part of me wants to..the other screams for me to stop.
Stuck...a prisoner to this clock.
Everything i touch just seems to fall and pulls me back to that part of me that never seems to leave Sick and demented Yeah that's me.
Its a process,yes,
But even if i don't want it to Its all just...Coming back to me.