4-1-22
Maybe I cut myself
So I don't cut others
Cause there's a sick satisfaction
A sick satisfaction I feel when I see the blood flow
A sick satisfaction I feel when I feel the pain
Sometimes I feel this overwhelming desire to stab
Stab anyone
Someone
Sometimes
I wanna kill
Someone can do something so stupid
So insignificant
But it sets me off
Maybe I'm psychotic
Not quite set off
But on the edge
I've been feeling more and more aggressive
I've gone back to making those sweet sweet lines on me
But maybe it's an outlet
Cause I've been feeling like shit
But the lines are so straight
And the blood's so pretty
I think I'm spiraling
Spiraling down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down to hell
Down to that part of my mind where I don't want to go
Down to the demons
Down to the voices
The anxiety
It's back
Back full blown
I can hardly breathe
My heart is beating to hard
To fast
Fuck these thoughts
Fuck my mind
I'm going back
Back to the place where I cut myself
Back to the place where I want to hurt
So I hurt myself
And back to where I feel the need to punish myself
Only blades will do
- I wrote this when I cut myself like two or three times again
