Better off dead Quote by Anonymous

“Little girl, little girl, why are you crying I cry tears of blood, my wounds weep for me. Im just not fucking fine, why cant you see? These scars scattered along my legs and wrist, Tell a little story, but with quite a dangerous twist. In order to read between my well-rehearsed lines, You have to start picking up on all of my white lies. The blackness in my heart has long set to stone, The rose of my love, the bud is already torn. Any essence of my innocence is now all in shreds, Ripped into pieced by the words in others heads Being in war with my mind is a never-ending battle, The strength of a warrior, the flame of a candle. I just cannot seem to summon up any more hope, Sometimes living is just too much to cope. But alas, the beauty, the magic of words, They make spirits sour like technicolour birds. Im so tired of living behind my monochrome mask, But wait, not tired, Im sad when you ask. I just seem to spin out the riddles of a grave spider, The complex web form the words of deaths master. Youll never understand the mechanics of my brain, The way I see myself, it would drive you insane. If you were me, and I were you, then maybe youd understand, But the little problem is, youd then be utterly mad. Laying so still, with cold lips, a pale face, Your breathing is gone, no dreams to chase. Im not scared of dying, though, Im already in hell, Whats the point of living, if Im extremely unwell? A sickness without a cure, a fire without a flame, That is unhappiness, so the Grim can have his claim. Oh darling, Im so sorry, but I just fit the role - life chose the right actress, but the flame is burning to coal. Seeing dark shadows, that follow me around, Hearing strange noises, when there wasnt a sound. But dont call me crazy, I wont listen to you, Bleeding and blades, have you been there too? Dont judge what you dont understand and feel, Oops, here I go again, skipping yet another meal. But let me tell you a secret, but keep it to the grave - For you, my dear darling, maybe you can try save, The wretched soul I call myself, but for heavens sake Know that I love you, and for you Ill try stay awake”

— Anonymous