razorbladesalvation
May 26th, 2012, 07:59 PM
You know its get bad when you no longer feel the pain,
when you no longer feel the cold swift touch of the blade running down your skin,
when the only the thing that you feel is emptiness,
the towel on the floor stained in the color blood,
from each time you felt a feeling so strong it hurt inside,
each scar tells a story, a tale of your memories.
If you ask anyone they would say you always have a smile on your face,
they would say you were always happy,
they would say you have many talents,
what they didnt realise was your best talent was hiding,
hiding the scars, hiding the pain, hiding behind a smile.
Your family and friends have no idea,
how deep your emotions span,
you wish you had someone there for you,
the way you are there for them,
someone to wipe away the tears.
But as you no this isnt a happy ending,
no one will come to your aid,
no one will be there for you,
no one will wipe away your tears,
nothing is coming to save you.
I am nothing and always will be nothing.
when you no longer feel the cold swift touch of the blade running down your skin,
when the only the thing that you feel is emptiness,
the towel on the floor stained in the color blood,
from each time you felt a feeling so strong it hurt inside,
each scar tells a story, a tale of your memories.
If you ask anyone they would say you always have a smile on your face,
they would say you were always happy,
they would say you have many talents,
what they didnt realise was your best talent was hiding,
hiding the scars, hiding the pain, hiding behind a smile.
Your family and friends have no idea,
how deep your emotions span,
you wish you had someone there for you,
the way you are there for them,
someone to wipe away the tears.
But as you no this isnt a happy ending,
no one will come to your aid,
no one will be there for you,
no one will wipe away your tears,
nothing is coming to save you.
I am nothing and always will be nothing.