I feel content when I'm not content
Hurting too much
Mentally crushed
Pushed, shoved, bent
Roughed a bit up
Not the physical pain
This body means nothing
A vessel to spill
For blood to fill
Bones and skin
Nothing to me
But what holds me within
My mind and spirit, my soul
Flies on wings
Listening to the flutter
Sounds pulsating out
Blinking, tingling
Delighting in agony divine
Other people's pain heightening mine
Words witty and sharp
Laughing like a lark
Frighteningly cold, intentionally bold
Simply to see the confusion
The daggers arise from such beautiful eyes
Flashing, finally alive
They glare with hatred into mine
So I push this dark out of my skin
Sinister intentions
Malicious purpose
Angelic demons breaking the surface
Then squirming back in
Hurting too much
Mentally crushed
Pushed, shoved, bent
Roughed a bit up
Not the physical pain
This body means nothing
A vessel to spill
For blood to fill
Bones and skin
Nothing to me
But what holds me within
My mind and spirit, my soul
Flies on wings
Listening to the flutter
Sounds pulsating out
Blinking, tingling
Delighting in agony divine
Other people's pain heightening mine
Words witty and sharp
Laughing like a lark
Frighteningly cold, intentionally bold
Simply to see the confusion
The daggers arise from such beautiful eyes
Flashing, finally alive
They glare with hatred into mine
So I push this dark out of my skin
Sinister intentions
Malicious purpose
Angelic demons breaking the surface
Then squirming back in
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