It spills out my mind and controls my body.
I open my mouth to say that im sorry
But instead my head fills with anger and guilt
So I go and destroy everything we've built.
Every hook and every hack
Just feels like a stab in the back
Now im stuck standing here
Everyone else is there changing gear
What a monster I've made
My only friend is a blade
And yet I dont cut deep
Dont tell anyone, Its a secret i keep
Hidden by jeans
And under my sleeve
My pain tears at the seams
And i give myself no time to grieve.
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My Mind
Short StoryI'm basically writing stuff that pops into my mind- that makes sense anyway. Though I do have depression so that kinda the theme for this book- it's more of an outlet than anything, even if I am super happy from time to time.
