Its like a battle Going on inside me My mind says Use the razor But my heart says stay alive Its like a battle zone And Im right in the middle of it The scales could tip either way And to the darkness I yield I keep this secret locked within me But it escapes in a crimson tide Soon everyone will know That once again Ive lied I try to control the urges And sometimes I crave release And deep inside I know My blade will bring me peace On the nights I dont lie awake Dreaming of far better things Than cutting myself and watching it bleeds Im quietly remembering The good old days Where the need to bleed Didnt exist as an option Because I could grieve But the tears dont come anymore And its red I cry And I fight ugly thoughts About ways to die Sometimes I think, why? As the glass rest upon my arm Such a temptation to take my life And yet I still resist I know Ive got things to live fore Like myself and my family Bit each day I face the fact That dew people understand What its like to walk in my shoes To be a self harmer To make marks on my skin And to think thoughts far darker Than any person really should But I wake up each day I think its time to break this habit Although it seems so far away Each day brings me new pains And something new A chance to leave my past behind And color my world something other than BLUE ~DarkAngel
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 01:14:46 +0000