Misery and Memories

Misery grab ahold of me

dont let loose

you'r ethe only friend I've ever had

that never led me astray



I like the way this feels

this FUCKING irreplaceable

kinife in my heart

that constantly brings the

sting of memories rushing back to me



Call me OBSESSIVE

call me what you will

I can't help that

I'm holding myself

...HOSTAGE...

in the happiness I once knew



I sit..

I cry..



still no release..

still no ease..



I like watching my world fall apart

I've grown quite accustom to my life

going to SHIT

I'd be lost in a perfect world

it would be all I ever wanted

and thats to much for me



I watch my reflection

.....Fade away.....

cutting marks of

.....Insanity......

in my viens



the nights are so cold

holding on to a razorblade

of hope

I dont like being alone



God doesn't hear me

noone left to cradle me



Where's my shower of mercy?

Where's my smiles and laughter?



Tied down,

Locked away,

in my closet of forgotten things



I dont know who who I am

I dont know

that I have anything left

to even try to make a fighting stand..



...Just FUCKING cut me OPEN

stitch me back inside out

So you can see me BLEED

When the pain somes seeping through again...



But where would I be

without my misery there to safely guide me

back to my coffin of

razorblades and memories



...I'm BLEEDING again...



I think I like the way this looks on me



My insanity is my key

to my perfect imperfections

Welcome to my fucked up dream..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this was...

A very very personal poems

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