Beautiful Tragedy

Misery circling in puddles upon the ground
Clenching my fist, silence surrounds.
My sinister sin, my addiction perplexed
Perfect illusions as blood collects

First in rivers of possible relief
Then in puddles of muddled beliefs
What once was a dream fades to hate
What I onced feared is now my fate

Controlling my mind and soul and heart
Ripping and tearing I create my art
Red and black-colours of pain
My beautiful tragedy I can't sustain

You call me sick, I call you naive
I say I'm lost, you say I'm weak
I say you judge, you say that's wrong
I'm just dramatic, your just too strong

You say you care, but that's a lie.
I'm like a disease through your eyes
I'm screwed up with no way out
Just effing up is all I'm about

I do not ask for you to understand
I simply ask to hold your hand
Just by my side I need you to be
And you'll save me from this tragedy.