When the pain comes...I feel it out,I cry it out,I vent it out,I purge it out,I bleed it out,I try everything to get it out.Because if I let it stay,I will never be fucking okay.
This is who I am,I’m not hiding anymore.I’m staring at my reflection,Seeing more than I did before.I'm not what you call me,So your comments I'll ignore.I'm more than just a pretty faceAnd not just a fucking whore.
You don't seem to understand,That I'm the one with everything to lose.You wouldn't be happy anyway,That I can prove.
So sometimes I have REALLY odd patients at work... but this week's beat them all. Imagine a seventy year old schizophrenic hobbit lady that hoards garbage, has no teeth, long nails caked underneath with an unknown filth, and is covered with cat shit. Literally. She was found by family at her house laying on the … Continue reading The Hills Have Eyes
By leaving me,You're just cutting all our ties.By ignoring me,You're just ending all our lies.By secluding me,You've made me want to say goodbye.
I get a overwhelming feeling,Of familiarity with you.Every whisper, every smile,Every little thing you do.When I look into your eyes,I am filled with Déjà vu.My mind screams out like a storm,I feel that yours does too.We've known each other before,Just in a different view.Two souls echoing the past,and together breaking through.
If this endsthe way I fear...I'll meet you on the other side,my dear.
Here we areand I can't tell...Is this real life?Or is this hell?
Words were spokenIn the heat of the momentTogether in the dark.Words became regretsNow that you are gone andFaded like a watermark.
I bet you're binging in your bedroom.Already at the bottom of your cup.Just to push yourself out of your own mind.Before you self-destruct.