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fredag 7 augusti 2020

I'm done I'm over it



 I know exactly who you want me to be.

A copy a character. A slave in your sick games.

A puppet on a string and broken toy. consumed and degraded

I hurt myself for being who you want me to be

I can not continue like this, I can not continue to torture myself

I have suffered I sacrifice my own integrity. I'm broken and injured.

My innocence is gone! You took everything you ruined my life

I'm don I'm over it. 1 2 3 I'm not going to play your game anymore.

So mad at myself!




So mad at myself!

I gave up. I left everything. Should I laugh or cry.

When all emotions strike in all directions at once.

It tears my brain to pieces. breaks my heart.

I do not know if I should kick or scream.

Knock my head against the wall. Or all at once.

I feel like a monster. so lost and insecure.

I'm stuck in a panic! Completely hysterical.

So fucked up! So damn angry at myself!

RIght now!

What the hell !

Who is that staring at me Blood red eyes a soulless smile so familiar!! So twisted and tormented I see the fear, the scars, the smell of dec...

I am what i am!