Corruption , distruction , rage , im sick and tired of hitting this nail with this hammer , I use to love it , now I hate it , but now I love it even more , for me its satisfaction , im curious is this what love feels like ?
I see right through the mirror looking at me , maybe pleasure is all I need , frozen water , ice .
Im like her she cant be trusted , im a fool for thinking she can , I have been wounded in battle , sharp knife , it hurts so much that it feels nice , its ok I can get use to this , to suffer isn't that bad after all.
Why am I different than the others ? cold no covers , fair ride , roller coaster , up and down , back and forth , round and round , my head hurts , I can take it no more its intensifying , if I say im ok im lying.
I am troubled , no I am not ok , im not allright , im half way left , worrying myself
