The long nights of crying alone,
The days where I fake a smile,
Just all of the problems so use to bottling up my emotions,
I broke,
For the first time in month I felt the razor slide across my skin,
How did I get here?
Why am I here?
It's just all this fucked up shit in my head.
My pain reliever
My reminder I'm somewhat alive.
Is just another bad habit to add to the list
