Again here am i
in the closet, silently sobbing and listening to the voices in my head
they scream and howl in my ear the words that i repeat in my nightmares with them
"Death, sweet,sucide, blood, lonely, go kill yourself"
they all bark that in my ear as i feel my strengh go
as much as i try to fight
thus i never can.
Oh how wonderus is the mind of the human
it can be full of such wonder and creativity
but too can be a horrible terrefying place,
ah, my mind is one of those.
Such scars and cuts are in my arms like the one's in my mind
some that always remind me of the horrible things people have done to me
my father and mother have helped my mental ilnesses to grow bigger and creepier.
Oh here i stay sobbing, listening to those voices in my head and slowly grow insane, for i am
surely, alone.
