This is the emotional medicine, I must admit
it's the only thing I can insist
so try it sometime when you're feeling down
just make sure no one's around
they'll just think you're all around messed up
they'll try hard to argue and interrupt
when you try to say
"It's not like it's hurting you any ways"
cause this is just my emotional medicine
these damn things are running thin
you long for just one more steel kiss
they never hesitate to ask why you do this
you try so hard to explain
they just can't accept something this "insane."
you know they just don't get why
they just criticize with curious eyes
you just ignore it and always stay strong
who cares if they think it's wrong
cause you still have your emotional medicine
I swear these damn things are running thin
this blade is my personal drug
giving it one more small tug
I watch as the blood appears
inviting the pain as its ears
escaping to my much loved fantasy
they think "What a catastrophe"
but why should they care
all they ever do is stare
just cause of this emotional medicine
so much time running so thin
they'll wish you never started
they'll think you're cold-hearted
just for being into self-mutilation
loving this sudden sensation
adrenaline pulses your veins
the wounds heal and just become stains
this medicine helps your mind
it helps you let go and unwind
hear me when I say "this is my emotional medicine"
I swear it's running so thin
I love my emotional medicine
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Author:
Ashtonrose (
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- Published: December 21st, 2017 19:08
- Category: Sad
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