Submissions by syddvvicious

These little monsters
Are breaking me down
Burrying my soul
Below this ground

Infecting my perception
Consuming my mind
I'm filled with regret
Buy time won't rewind

They're dragging me away
Far from here and now
I need to get back
Will you show me how?

These little monsters
Have tied me in knots
These little monsters

Are my thoughts

Sometimes I pretend I'm not dead inside.
Sometimes I pretend I actually tried.
Sometimes I pretend my life went as predicted.
Sometimes I pretend I'm not hopelessly addicted.
Sometimes I pretend I've been forgiven.
Sometimes I pretend I deserve this life I live in.
Sometimes I pretend I'm loved and wanted.
Sometimes I pretend no guilt has me haunted.
Sometimes I pretend I'm not emotionally numb.
Sometimes I pretend I'm not the monster I've become.
Sometimes I pretend I recognize my reflection.
Sometimes I pretend happiness isn't just some...

I don't wanna have to fight
Everyday and everynight
Over what went wrong
Because nothing's right

And the chances are slight
But one day I might
Actually be alright

Just not today
Just not tonight

Pen and paper
Shed some light
Killing the pain
While I write

She sat in stark silence, contemplating what was supposed to be; the bright future she had let slip through her fingertips. The fingertips that now traced the pale skin of her forearm. She studied the bruised, tarnished veins and the self-inflicted scar tissue that had developed. She closely observed the severity of what she had let become of her once untouched flesh.

No guilt or emotion of any kind arose within her. Instead, there was only the vague numbness to which she had grown accustomed. The only thing left to make her feel alive was the needle she held trembling in her...