when i'm sad, i act glad
nobody knows what i know
nobody knows what i feel
nobody cares how i deal
...
today i cry myself to sleep
tomorrow i still just weep
next week, my spiral still goes down
feeling like a big clown
...
As i close my eyes tight, i feel the warm liquid-
it runs down my arm. When i remove the blade
all my pain goes away, as if it is simply draning
with my warm sticky blood. When i open my clenched eyes
...
Cut
when i try not to cry, i stutter, weep and sigh.
but even the slightest tear sets off the best.
running down my arm...i love doing the harm!
but when will i stop? ! when my arteries pop! ! !