Agony, pain, loss. Worthlessness, all wrapped in one. Can't you tell, your facade can't disguise your in agony? You don't do well with people, you've handled all pain alone. Please,Please. Ask for help, you are rotting away. Can't you tell how you have become? You don't give a fuck about almost anything. It is destroying you, please don't brave this alone. For once, realize you facade isn't working, and brave the help.
I slither, I snake. I crawl, I wiggle. I am venom, a poison. Infecting, your mind. Cousing you to deteriate. Slowly killing you, inside to outside. I am a nasty tonic, killing you slowly and painfully. I am a poison, I am venom.
Yall know how I think, how I feel. Some of you understand, some don't. We have all been hurt in some way, shape, form, or fashion.Past pains have cut deep, maybe to deep. I've fucked up every relationship i've had. I smother those I love til they cant take it and ditch me. I know it's my fault, im to insecure and needy. So there's no one to blame but me. Past hurts have cut deep, maybe to deep. To the point that i've given up hope, and decided to be content with nothingness. I fear I have been cut to deep, that I am doomed to failure with everyone. I want to help those I love, but I know I will always fail you. Why? Because I have failed to h