There's blood under my fingernails
and blood on the floor...
Heart is aching.
Pain is rising...
(1).
no secrets anymore...
There is a girl,
whose heart is covered in snow...
I hadn't thought of you all day,
and suddenly one ludicrous message...
My dear Lucy
i know i wasn't ever there...
I trip over these hopeless thoughts
Inside something is very amiss...
I let the monsters control me,
Depression...
I feel trapped,
I feel trapped in relationships with both the guys...
You never saw her.
But she was always there...
I look in the mirror and start to cringe.
It's myself I hate as I pick up my syringe...
Haven't I written myself to shame?
My intestines still multiplying...