Im back

its been too long,
lets see what you missed
grew up, got a job, and stayed alive
but something is still amiss

i stil have those feelings..
way way deep down
i can feel my blood calling
wanting to settle on the ground

i still have dreams
white walls, red spatters.
almost beautiful, passionate
why does it satisfy more then hits?

i hate it i hate my self
i want to cut again..
but with so many depending on me
can this nightmare end..?