i feel like all my life people have seen a hole through me
.like im unfinished or something.
my stomach rumbles this constant need for something but im
never hungry. i hear the emptiness
echo in my entire flesh. i hear my blood swimming through my
veins. thats how empty i am.
im so tired of feeling tired that i sleep so much and wake
up even more exhausted.
my eyes hurt. my skin feels like somethings crawling on it.
but i know nothing dare touch me.
i am alone. and ive always been so. i will always be. even
if i find company with someone else
i am alone. its just me. and i keep running and running
trying to escape the fact i am what i am
and i just wish i could accept and somehow come to terms,
that just because i used to be bad
doesnt mean i always will be. and when parts of the old me
pop up and try to knaw its way through my skin
i need to learn to ignore it. but the rumbling gets so loud.
i cant hear right from wrong.
but i cant keep giving in. because my demons only want to
see me fail. just like everyone else.
and i cant let that fucking asshole win. or take anymore
then he already has. i refuse. this is the last time.
even though everytime is the last time. i swear. this is the
last.