You're nothing but a body and a voice inside your head;
You're empty and you're soulless and you might as well be dead.
You smile when you're feeling low,
Making sure they never know
You cry yourself to sleep although
It's waking up you dread.
Shhhhh
Your mind hungers for silence and your body thirsts for pain
And you know if you don't have it soon you might just go insane
So shut the door and lock it,
Take the blade out of your pocket
Or just lift your gun and cock it;
Put a bullet though your brain.
NO!
THERE'S the pain, but suddenly your arms are made of plaster.
They're chalky, hollow, lifeless things, and so you slice them faster.
The more you cut the more you crave
Your soul is but an empty cave
And you are but a hopeless slave,
The blade your heartless master.
Shhhhh
You're nothing but a body and a voice inside your mind;
Your arms are white, your world is red, and now you're going blind.
(All I want is a silent death.
I take another quiet breath.
Shhhh shhhh shhhhhhh)
You went deeper than you vowed
An empty cave becomes a cloud
LIFE IS PAIN AND PAIN IS LOUD
But death has been so kind.
YOU ARE READING
Red Addiction
Poetry"What's it like to live with a self harm addiction?" I hope you never find out. ************************** TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!! ************************** Note: All poems, oneshots, quotes, etc. are mine unless stated otherwise. If you take anythin...
