Letting go is hard
But I see the end...
Spirit full of evil, you have no soul
Poison rumors drip from serpents tongue...
Why do you choose to sit there alone,
Holding the scissors, the knife, the razor blade...
If only I had no demons to face,
I would face yours alongside you...
I look into the mirror I dont recognize the person...
Shes cold, angry and has seen worse than I could...
Watch me destroy this progress ive made.
Hold back my tears so i look well behaved...
I stand in front of the mirror,
Seeing this reflection of myself...
I want to make things better
But I do not know how...
Remember the kids you use to know?
The ones who were there before boys came into the...
This constent feeling of being ashamed
has left me ready to leave this world...
Broken, shattered, fragmented,
residing on the edge of nothing yet everything...
Fixated thoughts dilute with time
as patience strengthens...