i hurt and hurt and cry and bleed. all on my own, just to live. here my own self destruction proves i exist, my earms bleed, tears flow like fountains, i am pathetic, and at this low
low point i still feel trapped and lost. i want to explode friend but there's nowhere to go but my own dreams. ancient and primative things i conquer there blood semen hair its all i crave there, and im at the point considering it all out, only to the self, only the self desrves this, who am i? who am i? who the fuck am i and what am i to
do. you thinkj nyou know me and you probably do but do i? im just a mess. i want to live, i want happiness hate, hate not directed towards this evil slob of self but to normal
things.
tears flow and all i can do is bleed.
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hooray for depression! why did i write this i sound like im in highschool. well i probably sound like im still in highschool no matter what. :/
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