Past Sinew & Sanity
3-5-14
 
A turrent of thoughts
a vicious cycle
rolling around
creeping/seeping through my pores
 
A series of thoughts
play by worse than a Wes Craven film
 
Clawing myself apart at the seams
if only to hold myself together
 
Wishing for an answer
hoping for a friend
knowing no one could understand
 
Mirrors the true emeny
no desire to see the monster
that I've become
 
Tearing apart layer after layer
to see if It'll make me any saner
I know I've fallen deep inside
I no longer want to hide
the mess I've become deep inside
 
Grating my nails down to the bone
all I'll be shown is the slow decay
as I watch day by day
while I slowly slip away
 
Tore myself apart
to find the angel inside
only to find the demon
that i tried to hide