Parts of me are strewn all over.
I attempt at being okay on my own.

I was wrong in assuming I could balance my own brain.
Balance is clearly not the way I work.

I fall.
I bleed.
I render myself useless.

Then I rise and begin the process again.

I do not learn.
I do not succeed.
I make my own rules and they are unconventional.

I want to purge every thought ( Read more... )

You continue to take and take what isn't yours.
Breaking off each piece you'd like. 
Using it up. 
You're using me up. 
Inside, 
Outside, 
Back, 
And switch. 
Drill holes and holes. 
Watch the light pour through.
Watch me crumble. 
Stop fucking smiling.

Nothing more than a distraction. 
You already have what you want. 
Over and over again, this happens. 
I am unsure of how much more of this I can stand. 
This has become the story of my life. 
I desintigrate to nothingness. 
I define nothingness.

Burrowed deep, 
So far inside. 
I know now. 
I know.

Compliments, 
Useless. 
Lies and lies.

Come to terms. 
Open your fucking eyes. 
They're open.
They see. 
They know. 
They know.

I am made for myself.
Compatible with no one. 
 

It's all done now, 
And I'm leaving with an empty feeling.
You showed me you'd take good care of it.
You stole it. 
You broke it. 
You laughed as you tossed it in the trash.

 Amazing.

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Unloveable,
Untouchable.

Am I in this hole again? 
Endless situations. 
Repeating, 
Reminding, 
Depressing. 
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You have my heart, 
And you have it all. 
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I'm falling. 
For you,
For this. 
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Hold my hand, 
and kiss my cheeks.
I'm yours but you're not mine. 
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Smile and frown. 
Smile and frown. 
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Now keep it in like everything's okay.
Pretend this doesn't sting.

 why do i do this to myself

My brain feels jumbled.