The thing about self-harm is
People act like it's a phase...
Earlier, I bathed my spirit
in sunshine that was never earned...
Its 2 a.m in the morning.
I still awake remembering you and me...
I used to hate the mirror and love the scars
A symbol of my own self-loathing...
I don't think that people understand the...
The random mental breakdowns you have...
So serene is the blackened water,
Nobody would imagine what lied in its obsidian...
I used to know this girl
So confident and free...
We say the life we lead
Is a life of our own...
All I Feel Is pain
I'm Stuck In This dark place...
Upon gazing at satellites and planes,
I have unveiled the truest imposters of life...
Every scar on my body has a story of pain, hurt...
Knowing that the only thing that will get me...
Mum you let him take everything away from me, I...