screaming goes my brain
i feel angry angry at my mind because it can't find a way to express my emotions... properly? no, emotions aren't proper my words have consumed my life never... the right word because there isn't one it drives me crazy scratching... shaking.. feelings make you do weird things scratching my paper trying to make it bleed but nothing grows from it no one bothered to create the seed screaming... dancing... goes my brain my brain, the brain the pain in my brain i've dug my hole for shelter no return my hole something to call mine my hole is mine weeping... ripping.. cry my fingertips bloody nubs cut off to release my cravings my body does as it pleases my mind nothing... but a diary records of my self mutilation graphs of my decline in progess inventory of my lives left sculpting... preforating... lick out the pages flow like ready blood to run marathons to find... my sanity shaving... off my hairs of chance too slim to cut in two too slim to take chances on you searching... scraping.. for my.. freedom from... my skin Written June 5th, 2001 © on Jun 05 2001 02:40 PM PST 0 • 10
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"i feel angry..."