What am I doing to myself?
Trying to erase my existence?
That side of myself is eager and persistent.
The question is…
Am I only looking for the spotlight?
Am I looking for my hero?
Or am I just trying to prove that I am stronger
than the things out there and can protect myself?
Puke up remorse
Relieve the bad memories with painkillers
There’s no need to feel
Simply, there is no time to feel
Lie straight to your face
You say: how are you?
I say: fine.
But really, my head is about ready to split
My feelings are unleveled.
I can be your friend or be your enemy in seconds
I’m breaking apart
My heart whimpers in a plead to stop
Take a higher dose
Forget and forget
My spine cripples and crumples
Appearances on the surface are so deceitful
Insides are where the truth hides
Sometimes I even fool myself that I’m okay
Continue to become a wreck
Just try to walk through the rumble
Please don’t stumble
You don’t want to be stuck in this mess with me
*originally published: November 23, 2007.