So vile, so repulsive, so discusting, so lame.
The sight of my body puts me to shame.
All my heart can feel is pain,
the hurt that I put on my arms,
my legs,
my thighs,
yet I still dont have the courage to completly say goodbye.
I love you too much for what it is worth,
I love you too damn much,
but I always get hurt.
I fight with you,
I fight with myself,
I cant get too close,
I cant ask for help.
So as the blood flows out,
and my wounds burn to the bone,
I will keep my secret,
And I hope that I wont end up alone.
I put on a brave face, and dry my eyes.
My hope is wearing so thin a disguise can't hide.
This is all I have left, this pit I am in.
This war is an ongoing battle that I never can win.
