An Emo's Mind
I sit in the dark. A shadow to my sins.
Cuts all over but where does it begin.
The pain falls everywhere but stronger inside,
No one understands so in darkness I hide.
The loneliness enters as the pain melts away
But I still cry to myself. Maybe itll be gone one day.
But my hair still covers what the world doesn’t know.
Feelings of happiness that’ll never show.
My wrist is a canvas. My razor a brush.