MY CLOSET

 

Pain shouldn't be this sweet,c

utting myself shouldn't feel this good,

looking at my blood flowing gives me satisfaction,

pain is bitter-sweet.

 

I like it when my heart is broken,

it doesn't matter how and who breaks it,

I feel pleasure when people leave me,

the satisfaction I get when I feel pain is phenomenal

shouldn't pain be dangerous.

 

Everytime I look at myself in the mirror,

I see a broken girl without any hopes of the future

a soul which is so hurt

I wish I didn't have to go through that,

I wish I had a normal childhood

I enjoy pain so much, shouldn't pain be dangerous.

 

This Pain is killing me,

I keep pushing everyone away

I've had enough of the pain I feel inside

I felt the pain,the sadness 

I am struggling,my copping Is different from everybody else's 

it always hit me harder 

I can't help but break down

I am on trauma processing

I know I will survive this

I don't know how but I surely will