My Mind Is A Graveyard And My Body Is A Scar.

There’s constantly something wrong with me
I can’t look in the mirror for fear I’ll see
Another part of me that I can’t let be
I want to cut it out of my soul
And just live with the gaping hole
Take control and choose to lose
The part of my heart where the insides bruised

I didn’t fall; I was caught by the lonely, crushing darkness
Of this I’m sure; it was there more than you ever were

I don’t know why the love I need
Is flowing in the blood I bleed
Yes, I’m confused and, yes, I’m a mess
Frustrations magnified by stress
I don’t know why I pushed so far
New cuts cover where the old ones are
My scars are scarred, my heart’s in shards
I’m breaking down like a house of cards

I fell already blind into decimating blackness
And used what I could find of my heart as target practice