I feel my blood pump, I feel the voices yelling from all sides
The stress in the morning, the anger at night, the blood bride
Words meant to sting, words meant to stab
The life I couldn’t have
I scream. I cry. I don’t need justice, I need them all to die
Revenge. A night of silence. Peace
When will it all end?
A bullet to the head. A noose around my neck
A knife to my arm, watching as it bled
I didn’t care how I would end it all
Just as long as I don’t seem tomorrow or nightfall
The worries, the fears, the anger, the pain
All the thoughts, all the memories, boil my brain
I feel like Carrie
Running, hiding is not an option
Blood poured over my head when I finally lost all caution
I try to push these things away
The voices, the emptiness, the pain
But when the moon rises, there are no more distractions
Just me dealing with my demons
Repeat! Repeat! Night after night
Eventually I’ll give in to the fight
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