One Of Those Feelings

Cry out to the stars and cuff your wrists, feel the pain in the night run away from yourself, and who you are. Hating yourself, wanting to be someone else. Cutting your writs and slicing you arms. Hiding your face behind your lies and you insecurities, laughing a sickening laugh, smiling a smile of death. Anger filling your eyes, blood covering your pale sick body, neglected of food and covered in self - harm. Pain of cutting pleasure of masturbating. pins piercing your skin, and knives jabbing at your brain. Transparent love and hate flying through the air, Evil creating your life, evil being your life, naked in a bath full of blood … dead.