Needles.

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Some people inject drugs so they don't feel, i slice my porcelain skin with needles just to cover up the numbness life has given me.
Some people faint at the sight of blood whereas I crave the feeling of it dripping down my body parts, maybe one day the metallic taste could become my souls source of nutrition whilst I starve.
I enjoy pain and I need to punish myself now for having so many flaws for these flaws could be an explainable reason for why I'm such a fool in love
I'm a fool when I feel lust and I have to admit, I willingly let everything consume me sometimes
Black or white, no inbetween
Crying, overjoyed, anxious or numb
I don't want to feel so much, life's enjoyments can often become too much and I feel a burning desire to stab myself every time I see a smiling family walk past for my jealousy becomes a storm and once again my emotions consume me.
I don't know how to survive, unhealthy coping mechanisms engrained into my brain now.
I want to be your muse, would you see my beauty despite my number of flaws that will be my downfall or is that the sort of stuff only people on drugs do for an average person would call you deluded for a perfect boy like you falling for a stupid person like me.
These are my 3am thoughts please message me, law of attraction to stop my anxiety's from consuming me because I know your needle phobia would do the same to you if you were hit with the smell of a sterile room, only difference is I'm scared of myself, my anxiety's not situational like you

Poems on a dark night 🖤Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora