Vice [part 4]

College life;
I should have changed.
Still I feel the pain
Steadily reverberating.

the open cuts
Still calling me,
The end of thoughts
Cannot be seen.

I'm at the house
With heavy heart.
Betrayal and lies
Tore me apart.

I can't explain
Why they'd be like this.
Steal and fear,
Abnormal traits.

With faces thick,
Lies undetected.
Yet proof is steel,
Still violence restricted.

I can't inflict
external pain.
I must practice
My self-restrain.

Now knowing well,
I keep Trust shut.
I keep distant and quiet,
Left lonely to cut.