We all hurt in different ways,
the things we do,
To try and stop the pain.
Not many understand,
why i do the to myself.
maybe i am self centered,
and attention seeking.
Like you say,
but it could just be,
that i needed someone,
i needed something,
to keep me alive.
So now im caught,
in this addiction;
Wondering when it will end.
You say ill be okay,
and ill make it through.
But you can only say that,
Because it's not happeneing to you.
Im doing everything i can,
to wake up again.
Even though everything inside,
screams i should be dead.
So i marked my skin,
i felt realse.
it stopped the thoughts,
circling me.
But it will never stop,
never end.
I thought it'd be my secret,
and i would never do it again.
But now i see,
the thing i thought i was controlling,
is now controling me.
