I have done terrible things
Things to make you shiver in the dark
Things that make even my own skin crawl
I want them back, to take them away
I hurt others, so badly I cry
It wasn’t me! I scream
It was them! I can’t help it!
Please, you have to believe me
The things that lie in wait
To rip me apart
To make me rend and tear
As they watch
It’s the demons that lurk beneath the skin
The ones only freed by razors
Death is to begin again
Right?
They beg me to stay
I beg them to let me leave
I don’t want to hurt you anymore
I don’t want to make you bleed
No you must stay
You must endure
You must continue the hurt
No matter what
Do you like it?
Is that it? Do you like it you sick bastards?
To see me hurt
Or is it you that you like to see hurt?
3 comments
Thank you so much. I couldn’t be more honored. You stole the words right out of my heart. Don’t ever stop writing. Words are the most powerful thing we have and yours are beautiful.
Of course, you were going through a tough time. I wrote. This came out, and I just hope you really did enjoy it. You’ve been here forever and this is one of the few times I’ve ever seen you post your own troubles. You have helped so many I only thought it right somebody did something kind for you.
That this is dedicated to another is amazing.