There are some wounds that cannot be healed by time...
Between me and my blade is
Every single deep emotion secret and fear
No-one knows me like the blade
Who knows every scar and every inch of skin
For the blade was there when no-one else want to
Let me in see the blade made things more manageable
As it knows me inside out and isn't scared when I bleed
It heps me proceed
It started off in scratches now its gashes
I see coffins or here that saying ashes to ashes
But its not really that for me
Its not like the blade can set me free
I'm a prisoner to the inner and outer pain
With each cut I see I have nothing to gain
But the blade brings clarity to my misty mind
Even though it can't make up for you lack of kind
You don't have to understand my relationship with self-harm
Or how helps me to relax and calm
Just know the ecstasy of the blade helps me keep breathing
Even when I'm depressed and heaving ecstasy
If These Walls Could Talk
If these walls could talk,
you'd know my body is dead,
my mind has been taken over,
that's why I am so scared,
I can't control it,
anger is making me blind,
I've been left here on my own
chained to a hate of some kind.
If these walls could talk.
If these walls could talk,
you'd know about my fears,
about all those nights I screamed for help,
about all my fallen tears.
You'd know about the demons
haunting me at night,
you'd be able to help me
keep my fire alight,
if these walls could talk.
If these walls could talk
they would say that it's all right,
God sends His angels
to look over me at night.
They'd encourage me,
say though I am alone
it doesn't mean I‘m on my own.
He watches me, from above
and showers me with all His love,
if only these walls could talk.
Eternity
Wandering in darkness grope,
Finding not a glimpse of hope.
Fingers touch to find my way,
Each foot fall, my heart betrays
The fear which drives me through the day.
Suddenly the ground is lost,
Flailing arms as body's tossed.
Splashing down in crimson pool,
The warm embrace is much too cruel,
I curse this lowly, wretched fool.
Floundering in this self made hell,
Warmth increasing as I dwell,
Within the confines I create,
Screaming as myself berate,
Giving in to this, my fate.
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