In The Dark

Words born out of darkness

Birthed by a broken soul

Full of fear, neglect, self hate and pain

Born of tears in dark desolate nightmares

I trace a story through my arm

I love my scars

I love the pain

Self inflicted nightly like prescription drugs

Self inflicted daily for I do so love it

Self inflicted daily for I crave it

Is anyone else out there engulfed in darkness

Screaming their lungs out nightly

Slowly dying in their dark corners

All alone in the world

Our demons come out to play

Dragging us to hell

To torture in every which way

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