It creeps up, like a silent killer
Finding the cracks in the foundation
Creeping, Slipping through
A smooth surface, clean, unused
It drags across ever so lightly
The euphoric high for just a little bit
To feel something, to know its still there
The aftermath, sad, disatorous
A smooth surface damaged
Scratched, cracked, defaced
The scars of neglected feelings
A constant reminder
It isn't you, don't do it
Face it, deal with it
Easier said than done
The feeling hiding
Euphoria lost, not found
Empty, unknown
A scratched surface