Darkness piercing my eyes,
I only pray for an end.
To feel admoration and desire from someone other than myself.
To have a place in this vast world.
Imagery of crimson blood falling from my body to the floor
captivates my mind with curiosity.
But I'm scared
scared of what could be.
Solitude, hopelessness, and revenge
they all pull me from reality in the direction of pure insanity.
If they only knew,
knew what their words do to me
Would they continue to speak?
My mind open and pure
is over run by my heart,
cold broken and tormented.
One quick fluid movement
that's all it will take
and everthing will stop
including the pain.
I only pray for an end.
To feel admoration and desire from someone other than myself.
To have a place in this vast world.
Imagery of crimson blood falling from my body to the floor
captivates my mind with curiosity.
But I'm scared
scared of what could be.
Solitude, hopelessness, and revenge
they all pull me from reality in the direction of pure insanity.
If they only knew,
knew what their words do to me
Would they continue to speak?
My mind open and pure
is over run by my heart,
cold broken and tormented.
One quick fluid movement
that's all it will take
and everthing will stop
including the pain.

i use to think i would go to any measure or length to ease my pain...attain my solitude...but then i found people that loved me for my problems and actually helped sort me out