I,
Consumed by image,
Soon there'll be nothing left to cobble, to scrimmage
The evil rears,
Oh dear,
I'll shrivel up inside,
I'll be nothing and I,
A corpse,
A poster child, for when people point and say
DON'T BE LIKE HER SHE'S GONE INSANE!
I see my hair falling out in strands
My ribs making dents in skin and
Always feeling empty
Always feeling sick
My head won't cease to spin
As long as I'm stuck in this skin
The tears it's brought
The fears I've wrought
Are none compared to the final plight
Where I a lonely girl continue to fight fight FIGHT
I,
Trapped inside my mind,
A desperate message I find,
It hard to communicate
When it is much too late
Things I never said
Not better left unsaid
The words clawing to get out of my head
Staying stuck in my bones instead
New ways to rip open old scars
Old ways to crash new cars
I'm seeing double
You're seeing fine
This girl in the mirror
How say you does she appear
Gaps and blanks, an unfilled coloring book
Toothpick skeleton, a freak made framework
You screech and preach but your screams fall short and
All I see are spaces that shouldn't be filled in
Imperfection in the form of unpaid affection
If I seek to dream, I falter
The reality before me I cannot alter,
They say I must tame my demons but
They wear no harness and must be cut
Cherry red slipping from my blade,
I bleed and they masquerade,
The high of pain gives them away,
Never smiling, but that's all they need to say
Lows too low
My mood takes a blow
Ingrown
From home
My dark cloak, unshakeable
My shackles, unbreakable
Like only you matter
But you don't
And like
This will never matter
But it does
I,
Perpetual heartbreak,
A mix of toxic heartache,
And one too many shots of mistake
In the end it is only me inside there
Screaming screams for nobody to hear
Siphon away the indescribable shade
The clouds cutting off my sunny days
Sitting here in the rain
Trying to wash away my pain
It tumbles onto me, bricks
This memory, it will always stick
Wrongs unrighted
Plans unsighted
Trains derailing
Before thoughts are sailing
Hopeless, trapped
I'll likely be scrapped
Torments spinning
Demons winning
Pills I can't swallow slipping
Because the insanity is inside of me
And the only way out is to leave.
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