I wrote this somewhere around the beginning of the year. If you have any questions about it feel free to leave a comment or send a message. I hope you like it....
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If you apply enough pressure, I may break. I drink, smoke and abuse drugs, and it never really helped numb the pain but it only made me realize that its there. When I breathe it hurts too much to think straight. This heart of mine has so many scars that reflect on the outside. I watch while everything and everyone I love and care about quickly pass me by and disappear into the abyss. The people around me only see a puppet wearing a mask so no one will ask and no one will notice anything at all. But I am slowly destroying myself on the inside. So there is nothing you can do to bring me down even more than I already had myself. You can't do anything when i'm the one who does more damage to myself than your constant beatings and crippling words. Even though I am only human and I can only take so much. There are days when I ask myself. When will I finally break this facade that I live in on a daily basis? -- Wallflower