another day alone,
another night
another knife
i guess i'm on my own
the lights are on
my eyes are closed
and no one understands the dark i'm dealing with
all the people in my life are way too blind to see the vice
all these scars
from the war against ourselves
i won't starve myself of the dark
listen to me scream and shout
but do not say a word
❥ ❥ ❥
the war against ourselves; joel faviere
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lunar sadness // poetry of the insomniac
PoesiaTRIGGER WARNING; mentions of abuse, self-injury, drug use, sexual content, etc. read at your own risk. poetry is mine, most lyrics are not. i'll give credit to who wrote whatever. everything in this book is relevant to my own emotion. enjoy.
