Why I do it
is what you ask...
Depression is an ocean of your own thoughts.
You sink in silence while the world breathes...
Burn my eyes
white with...
My scars are all in the mind,
I have no cuts on my fore-arms...
Tear drops falling endlessly,
drowning out the pain...
I wanna swim away but don't know how,
All this emotion is starting to feel like the...
Lets face it,
i'll never be good enough...
The damge has been done now its an addiction. It...
Not caring if the blood gets everywhere. Not...
She's standing in the hallway, its dark and she's...
The switchblade tendencies clouding up her mind...
With heavy eye-lids,
with sleepy eyes...
Once again i have done wrong, this happens often...
Sitting here feeling so empty inside,
alone in my dark room i lay around and hide...