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Loveless
It's killing me
The voice in my mind.
Can't you see
It's tearing me apart?
I don't want to leave
The broken pieces
Scattered across the floor.
Who was I before
All of this mattered?
A part of you
Is stuck in me.
Get it now, before I bleed out,
And my heart drips black into the soil.
When did I become enemies
With the other part of me?
Am I blind or crazy,
For seeking relief?
Cut down, thrown back.
Severed arteries.
Broken mirrors.
Desolation:
Why are you so hard to keep?
Enemy Body Parts
I hear you, whenever my head hurts and my joints try to ache and my various unhealed muscles scream - mentally (egoistically speaking) I'm okay I'm thinking - as well or better than most. Life rips, the soul sends salve to cure and remove the scars - most of the time. Be well and have a body parts/mind parts meeting - a meeting of the minds - Best wishes ~allets~
Thanks, I'll try but its
Thanks, I'll try but its getting harder and harder as time goes on. It feels like there are two minds in my head on seperate ends and a chasm in between. In that chasm is where I fall and it makes it extremely difficult to think. Lots of encouragement from you though, you must be a happy person all the time!