Salty tears of sadness flowing down my red cheeks
Blood stained red...the magic dripping from my eyes
Mind transfixed...always turned on
Spending too much time inside my head
Devising malicious plots...mostly suicidal plans
How to get my point across..to everyone
Everyone who doesn't listen
They need to realize how hurtful the pain is inside
Day in and day out, laying alone in my bed
Surrounded by blue walls...a reflection of my personality
Inside walls a deep blue sadness...
Yet everything is the same around
Dont ask me if Im sad..or how I feel
Im not good with expression
I deal with that through my own ways
Writing...Cutting
I have adapted to the way things are with me
I still feel the longing desire for something more
Something to cure the hurt inside
And stop the flow of Tears. |
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