Putting Holes In Happiness II Ghorror

Have you ever woken up in a dead cold sweat,
Thinking about your life and the people you've never met,
Dreaming of the day you'd feel my razor blades up against your chilled flesh,
The days that you evade my capture, hoping you'd never come face to face with your unraveling,
Bruised within, far deeper than under your skin,
Dead amongst your kind, you slowly creep up and devour us like sin.
You destroy thousands, pushing them over the edge,
Without making the slightest of sounds, you're the silent killer,
You're the demon disguised as a cheap life filler,
You're the pills on the nightstand, you're the mask that we hide in,
You're the sweet blasphemy,

You're the dismissed and dismayed, you're the epitome that I can find closure in,
You're the high I crave for,
You're the deadly downfall,

You are my sweet destruction,
You're my midnight thoughts,
You're my obsession,
You're the piece of me I keep hidden,
You my dear, are the forbidden.

II Warning II
This story contains mentions of suicide, self mutilation, rape, slight abuse and alcoholism.