And so, it begins, my inner turmoil.
The downward spiral.
And so, it emerges, bubbling with violence,
my angst, my guilt, my conflict.
Self-destruction, my only friend.
It has been quite a while since we last met,
since you drove me insane.
Hello again, since the depths of my hell.
When will we part ways again?
I can hear you, I can feel your hiss between my ears
And I put my hands over my ears, trying to block you
I crouch and I shut my eyes, as hard as I can,
and I scream until I can no longer hear you tell me
that I am this and I am that
and that it was the reason why we didn't work out
because of me
because of me
because of my hypersensitivity
because of me being a drama queen to your anger
because I had no right
So as it turns out
from the depths of this hell
I will begin to be consumed
Until I can feel no longer
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