black and blue

still stains my skin

still stains my soul

from nights i don’t want to remember

nights i cannot seem to forget

why do i do this to myself?

 

my fault

always my fault

i wanted it to be good

i wanted to be good

 

i keep sinking

into this hole i keep digging

the hole inside my heart

somehow keeps expanding

 

you call it art

but it tears me apart

inside, always keeping it

inside

 

— i am falling apart