Nails for breakfast,
Tacks for snacks,
Knives and scissors,
Behind my back,
Make the mundane
A sharpened charade,
Metaphorical pain,
Self-harm of my self-worth,
I'm all give and I've
Pretty much given up,
All I taste is metal
And blood;
Nails for breakfast,
Tacks for snacks.
[the line 'nails for breakfast, tacks for snacks' is the title of a song by the band 'Panic! at the Disco.']
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Sometimes, during certain moments, I feel so strong. At other times, I'm instantly overcome by such a deep sadness...Something I don't understand but that lives deep within me.
Open, Dry. Bleeding from the inside. Never Known If I would make it. Anger, Rushing & burning as it flows. Fear, Loving Every second it controls. Pain, Gripping, Clawing at my soul.
Drowning in a darkness. Of deep despair. Believing the lies I hear. And seeing truths not there. See the rays of sunlight. They shine upon your scars. Reaching for that broken smile.
I give it all away. Trade my hate for more pain. Watch my happiness drain. As my mind goes insane. Nothing else will remain. Stood alone in the rain. Bad thoughts stuck in my brain.
Sleep eludes me, far 2 much on my mind 4 me 2 ever find peace...so I sit, pry more alone than I've ever been, idle thoughts getting the best of me...ripping apart at the seems of my psyche, I'm a...
This is me shutting down, my heart is in pieces and my mind is full of torment. The pain just doesn't stop. Its like my whole world was suddenly tore out from beneath me.
Living became a struggle. Breathing hurt. What if I'm too messed up to remember how to breathe. What if no amount of medicines, therapists, hope can save me.
I’ve always been a child of light Now nothing but darkness, Is stalking within my shadows Leaving me with an unpredictable life Still… And always… Been a leader.
@chickgamer thanks. It's not about physical self-harm but more the mental self-harm we inflict on ourselves sometimes when we think we aren't good enough or let's others judgements of us get us down. You know, like when you keep beating yourself up mentally over something you said/did or something someone else said/did. That's what I had in mind anyway. Yeah 😜 metaphors.
@Irrational_Kimmi ah okay, still bad but not as bad. But you can't keep thinking about it, if you are (i have a few ideas of what) but you can't change past decisions. Or people being dicks. Im sending hugs and sleep 💞
@chickgamer yeah. I know. I just dwell sometimes and think how different my life would be if I'd just jumped. Shoulda woulda coulda...meh. I could be sitting by a lake in Pokohora drinking cocktails and partying and having mad amounts of sex😭
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