My mind is cracking and splintering sending my emotions into an endless void of confusion and illogical experiences. My mind is cracking and the light I've held so tight for eons of thought is begining to slip my grasp and leave me in such a saddened state that I feel myself dying. My mind is starting to crack and for once in my life I remember how badly I wanted to feel that blade. And it scares me. My mind is starting to crack.
My mind cracking and splintering reminding me of all the times I begged for my nails to glide through my skin like butter and draw that red red ink from my flesh to write cathartic words of terrifying calm on the spread pages of my sheets. My mind is starting to crack and for the second time in my life I feel like theres no point in anything. My mind is starting to crack and for the first time in my life I don't want to make anyone laugh because the world is not funny it's agonizing. And it scares me. My mind is starting to crack.
My mind is cracking and splintering reminding me of the sheer terror lying in the infinite darkness of my mind where time and distance mean nothing and everything screams for me to release the words written inside my veins for me to cut out and show. My mind is starting to crack and not even the medication is keeping the darkness from seeping in and corrupting my very spirit. My mind is starting to crack and I realize again that people can never be good and everyone aims to use you for something. And that scares me. My mind is starting to crack.
My mind is cracking and splintering and I finally remember why I stopped caring.
My mind is starting to crack and at last I understand that life is hopeless. My mind is starting to crack and that blade over there looks like a gateway to a landscape that is bathed in the red hue of love and graciously bathing me in warmth and cold stillness. And it doesn't scare me now. My mind was cracking.
