Im not always open (it’s not safe)
I would never ever lie (it’s rude)
I dont always tell the truth (it hurts)
At least never the whole.(i left it out)
I promise I never hurt a soul (i couldnt)
Sometimes people ask me things.(personal thoughts)
They ask me to talk.(to share)
When I open up,(trust)
They’ll know why I was closed (quiet)
They wish it was forever locked (silent)
They ask me to tell my secret (my pain)
When they know they ask the same question. (why)
They ask me why. (questions)
My answer is almost never the same. (strange)
Its because I’m guilty (ashamed)
It’s because I’m sad (depressed)
Sometimes its because I hurt her (heart)
Sometimes its because I hurt them (their trust)
Always because I deserve it.(I’m different)
There is one thing that always stays constant, its the feeling.(cold)
The feeling of when the blade touches skin.(red)
The feeling of release (empty)
The feeling of nothing.(dark)
The feeling of numb. (frozen)
They tell me to stop (i can't)
They say life its better than this.(not really)
How should I believe them? (lies)
What could be better? (death?)
What could be better than gone?(alone)
What could be better than this?(hollow)
These knives (blades)
This Nothing.(this hole)
This Blood. (this fall)
This Forever.(this time)
This Unconditional.(love)
Numb.(painless)