the scratches on my face match the ones on my heart, in my mind...forever embedded in my soul.
its all far to complicated to even begin to explain or understand. feelings are shit, im shit...or so ive been told. sick, tired, and out of control.

i do it cause i want to...


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and i will scream he hears me, i will tell myself he loves me and all the lies and fears will stick to me like glue...

am i doing?

who the fuck am i suppose to believe?

so far away from anything i ever thought was true
so distant from life not knowing where to turn...

this hurts
it always hurts
so fucking lame
so fucking silly
so much of exactly the same.

who do you love?

me or the thought of me?

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this fucking hurts...this wrenches at my gut trying forcefully to yank everything i have inside out of my mouth ( Read more... )

i just need a little bit, not too much just a small amount is all.

yet whenever i am truly in need i find that again i am all alone...

im tired but its not working, im sore and lacking peace.

i just wanted a small voice, all i needed was a little ear...

nothing.

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kindly remove the dull blade that you inserted into my back.

after breaking skin and bones that damn thing pierced my heart.

bleeding alone and dying far too slow.

walk now we must, for the midget commands.