TW//self-harm
Imagination taking away my thoughts as the icy water runs down my back, blade, skin, blood, pain. So used to the harm almost nothing comes from it anymore, fuelled on the idea of "one more day" so many dark thoughts to ponder, sad, love, anger, pain. No emotions show anymore just a mask of what they used to be, past, present, future, pain. Every night its the same cycle over and over of letting my mind wander while listening to just the right song, daydreaming, lies, deception, pain.- dark mind within
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little thoughts
Puisijust me putting my emotions into either poems or little paragraphs