Gone From Here

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Slice Slice

The blade of the knife

Inflicting the pain

Stifling my strife

 Finding true calm

Is hard to face

My Vision goes red

I Start to pace

Refraining Myself

From things I'll regret

Try to hold back

Try to Forget

Wondering to myself

What is there to gain?

Cornering my body

Inflicting the pain

Holding so close

To my biggest fear

Pushing away

So no one comes near

Some things are hard

Like this hidden spite

It takes all I have

To push down the fight.

Pain takes me somewhere

Where I do belong

And sings it own tune

Of a sad little song

Things small like this

Push down the Pain

Holding me back

From blood that will Stain

Sadness takes me over

And Darkness comes from light

I don't know what's wrong

I don't know what's right

I'm losing myself

In this dark black hole

Demons within

Feed off my soul

With every flaw

I lose heart

Each lessens my chance

For a new start

As blood runs down my arm

I forget the wrong I've done

Next thing put up to my head

Will most likely be a gun

Sorry if this upset you

I don't mean to offend

But I'm done playing games

I'm done playing pretend

You had your fun

Your laughter's out

My heart is full

Nothing but doubt

There's nothing left

In this plot

So I'll leave you with 

One final thought:

If I were to die

What would I see?

Surely not

You missing me?

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