No longer do I cut
To ease impulsive pain...

Talking to the memories
Getting through the present on the past...

Sometimes you look at yourself in the mirror
And you don’t even recognize yourself...

Collapsing in slow motion
Extending my body until my head disappears...

Now occupied with should haves
I can only imagine how much it hurt you...

Waiting apprehensively for this brutal antagonism...
Why haven’t I conquered this...

Things could be so much worse
Pain beyond this lingering curse...

I block out the light
With this solitary door...

How long until my soul feels complete?
How soon will this song of love...

A great writer once said that
A person's eyes are the window to their soul...

How I long to flourish
I’m a lost face in the history of the...

Kill me now
And bleed my body...