Thursday, February 21, 2019

guess what
my arm hurts
and my shame grows
as i peel the scabs 
my body tries to heal
abuse it again

and is that shame 
ashamed of the depth
or 
me

Saturday, February 16, 2019

Time to let it all out
This radio silence coming from within
I've relapsed again
But not into delirious oblivion
This is "normal" 
and if your normal isn't
Well then, fuck you

I'm begging for pain again
Simultaneously exhilarated and frightened
Dragging blades across my burning skin
Or
The thrill of being hit over and over

What if it's mania
And I'm one of them

My heart is held by hands
And love can never reach
They pull and twist from it's grasp
Leaving me exhausted

He's okay, just alright
Safety on
But I need him to shoot
Bang bang bitch