my wrists are bleeding and cut
im screaming and begging for help
can't you see all the things im doing to me
i just want to cut and cut and bleed
i dont feel the pain
i just see the red thats seeping through my sleeve
im tired of feeling this way all the time
knowing i’ll never get better
i just miss when i used to feel at my prime
now all i know is emptiness and a never ending lifetime
and feeling like it’ll never get better
i want help, i really do
but i know it won’t stop me from feeling blue
all the happiness that i ever knew
gone,
feeling like i’ll never see it through

How long did it take
To scrub the taste of you
Off of my mouth?
My gums were bleeding by the end
My bed was a mess
Sheets torn, this way and that
A futile attempt
To make them reek
Of anything other than you

trigger warning: idk blood


i must be losing my mind

sitting here staring at the blood on my wrist
man... it's all over my wrist....
i could do more... but i ought to stop

but here i am...
just looking at it...
laughing...

i've found myself
in some delirious place
where the pain... it's funny
'cause there's so much
it's so ******* bad...
all i can do
is laugh
and bleed
and cry

The feeling of ignorance.
The lust from attention.
It makes a man wonder.
How easy it is to be forgotten.

To be cast aside from a lover.
To be pushed away and led out.
By the same person who said,
I want to stay, don't go.

Where's the faith in that?
A goodbye can be temporary or forever.
But I don't believe in forever.
But I do believe in heart break.

Im here. You're not.
Im giving, you're not.
Im bleeding, you're stitching up.
Im hurting, you're healing.

Is it that easy to let someone go?
To let a memory go along with the wind.
To let a lover become the loved.
I understand it, finally.

If you must go, I must let you.
I cannot stop you from hurting me.
That is your decision.
And it looks like you did decide.