I don’t want to think about you,
but I do.
I don’t want to let myself go through all the pain again,
but I do.
You were my everything,
but now my nothing.
You were my light and happiness,
but now my dark and pain.
I feel scared, lost and lonely.
I am afraid of myself, I feel like a stranger in my own body.
I used to be confident and happy,
but all I can focus on now is the knife that keeps getting more and more beautiful and powerful.
I’m afraid the knife is going to take over my life...literally...
