Razors, needles, knives, nails
All objects of pain
To stop the agony
So much anger and frustration
Loneliness and tears
Cut into 9my flesh
And dull the throb
My chest will ach again
And the tears will flow again
But my bloody streams
Can silence the screams
I can cry out in pain
Howl at the top of my lungs
A beautiful sound
It’s my despair
But in this shallow little puddle
In this crowded cage
No one turns my way
No, they don’t care
This awful, horrible, dreadful feeling
I love it
Sweet torture consumes my vital organs
So soft and painful
This is what I live for
Pain, aches, hurt, and agony
These are the companions I know
Any warm, happy feelings kill
They drive me insane
Happiness confuses me
It’s so much more awful than all the black in me
In my loathsome self
Curls my blood
I love this feeling
And the hate I have for myself
Misery fills my lungs
As the puddle grows
It’s the dark pulling me down
And I love it
I love this agony
I love these cold steel bars
The only thing I don’t love
Is that he doesn’t love me