I apologize in advanced for a few swear words that will be in here. I'm feeling really down lately
My happiness is fucked
cause I'm still stuck in a rut
like every time I feel down I just wanna unplug
Get away from these feelings
All I ever wanna do is cut
but then the marks on my skin prove to me that I'm unloved
All these people around me
always smiling and laughing
how could they be so happy
while I'm sitting here collapsing
This world is so fake
I need to get away
I guess tonight will be another night I'm thrown in the fray
Feeling suicidal every day
But they think It's all the same
how on earth could they not see I'm in pain
I'm still living in vain
It's not getting any better
Writing these words. My feelings straight down to the letter
But then again. Who cares?
How could they know?
They are never there when I'm in my room, when it's a blood show
Cutting and bruising
marking up all my skin
Even with the marks there, they never see my bleeding
Dry blood on my knife
I cannot deal with the strife
"You should stop living" All My Demons are right.
Make this knife
Cut Deeper and Deeper
Until one day
its too deep. The darkness invades
I was wrong
when I wrote about happiness
Happiness is for the fake
I'm not laughing
I guess I'm insane.
