The voices...They speak to me by XxTiredOfLivingxX, literature
Literature
The voices...They speak to me
The voices...
They speak to me..
But where do they come from?
They are in here, in my head, my derranged and crazy mind,
Telling me, "You are nothing, you are worthless,"
And I wonder, "are they right?"
Yes, yes, they are...
I think to myself, "Would it be better, if I just ended it all?"
Yes, yes, that might be the right thing to do.
Which way should I go?
A slit in the wrist, deeper than the previous, that left my arms a scarred wasteland?
A shot, quick and painless, to free me?
An overdose of painkillers, my little white friends?
My only friends...?
The voices...They speak to me by XxTiredOfLivingxX, literature
Literature
The voices...They speak to me
The voices...
They speak to me..
But where do they come from?
They are in here, in my head, my derranged and crazy mind,
Telling me, "You are nothing, you are worthless,"
And I wonder, "are they right?"
Yes, yes, they are...
I think to myself, "Would it be better, if I just ended it all?"
Yes, yes, that might be the right thing to do.
Which way should I go?
A slit in the wrist, deeper than the previous, that left my arms a scarred wasteland?
A shot, quick and painless, to free me?
An overdose of painkillers, my little white friends?
My only friends...?
I'm new here and my name is Khaos Grind, thats what I want to be called at least...
I'm highly unstable so please don't say rude things to me, because there will be a scar dedicated to you on my wrist if you hurt me x..
Please watch me and fav my thingd, and give me llamas. It helps to boost my confidence and I feel useless without them.
I am sensitive and I may bite back so please do what I say.
I will post my poetry and art here to I hope you like thm unlike everyone I know irl... They just bash me and batter me until my soul is no more.