Fireworks doesn't captivate me
It lost its colors
Rain doesn't comfort me
It brings cold
Clown doesn't interest me
It doesn't look funny

And I

I don't fit you
Or
It's the other way around

Like east and west
Like ocean and city
Like life and death

We were told not to be together
And neither of us even bother
To work it out nor try harder
Yet, we simply surrender

I sit
Alone
With my thoughts
They swim around me
Teeth bared
Trying to bite
I struggle
But still
Slowly
By inches
Wounds appear
Rips in my mind
Tears in my eyes
This pain grows
How long must I endure
What is left for me
But the fight
The struggle
When do i quit
I stop
I succumb
To the suffering
Is it in me to give up?

No.
Stubborn old man fights.
To stop the struggle
To quit
Is to lay down and
Die.
I am not ready.

So
I sit
Alone
In the dark
With my thoughts.
This time
Will I be ready?

I love you to much for you to run away..
Days has been stressful but dont think this is the end..

The choice to cut is a signal .
I am trying no more ,
Taking a break from doing my best .

There are reasons why one would do it .

To ease the tension ;
Express emotional pain ;
To punish the body for its history ,
Or alleviate inner rage .

To express shame ;
To provide biochemical relief .

I don't know what to
I don't know what to feel
I don't know who will listen
I don't know who will understand
I don't know who I am
I don't know how to explain
I don't know where I should be
All I know is my mind is full of things,
thoughts that almost kills me
regrets that starts to haunt me
Nobody understands me,
nobody listens,
I am so tired listening to others,
why can't they even listen to me?
I am so tired,
I don't know if I can still make it
or should I really give up.
I don't know, wishing that somebody will help me.

My chest caves in
As I choke on my throat
Sitting in the side of a grin
No care for a note
My original sin
My passion probed till void
My ire prodded to its prime
My pride stolen from a lion
Fallen from number one
Show me gates up high
Cause im done