Every fucking night I close my eyes, but in my mind are only insecurities, only the worst part of me.
The way we talked, the way you made me feel it was all so fucked up, when I learn you talk to everyone like ours shit
You never ever meant it
That's why I'm still fucking bleeding.
Blood dripping down my hands
I'm even scared to try to let it go
Let my anger flow
Cause if I stay
Nothing will be okay
Red paint coming from my vains
Nothing feels real, I'm floating in my suicidal thoughts
You want to know my mind
To tell you that I'm hurt?
To say I've never been cut?
To lie about my scars, which you don't
Know
Fuck this shit,
Can't show emotions
Fuck this shit, I can't be weak
Fuck this shit, trying to put me in deep sleep
Fuck my life, fuck me up, screw my life
Make me fucking cry
I don't know what Im doing
I might be fucking high
Want you so bad, but so do they (so sad)
Our Memories in my mind doesn't make it better (nah)
Even if I'm dead, shit will still be my fault
Demons constantly chanting my name
Want me there, with them
I just want to be anybody's
I want you to hold me tightly
Even when I'm playing naughty
There's nothing else to do
Every fucking day I am fucking dying
Might be little dramatic
But technically if I kill myself
The problems would be gone
Overdose - didn't help,
Hanging myself - didn't fucking worked
If Blood's dripping down my throat
Hopefully you would understand
YOU ARE READING
just breathe
Romance!! CAUTION !! - contains suicidal thoughts, strong language, sexual content and usage of drugs some viewers/readers might find offensive. - everything is written by personal point of view, experiences, such as - depressions, panic attacks and anxi...
