Scream, Yell At Me
Go ahead, I dare you to say those words,
Words which cause me pain,
Words which will cause the poison to course through my veins,
It starts at my chest, pulsates to my veins with stings and burns,
The demons scream for me to take action, twists and turns,
To draw that knife to relieve pain,
To spill the ribbons of red to keep me sane,
Go ahead, I fucking dare you to scream, yell at me,
And I’ll rip myself open with scars and wounds to see,
Until those voices win the battles that I will lose,
Whilst you degrade me, stab me with knives, to amuse,
And someday I will lie motionless in that puddle of red,
Maybe then, you’ll regret what you have said.
