[ What ] Needs To Be Said

You see that girl, yeah her? she seems so invincible, right? But just touch her & she'll wince. she has secrets & trusts no one. she's the perfect example of betrayal. cause everyone that she's ever trusted broke her.

What is heartbreak? heartbreak is lying on the bathroom floor, trying your damn hardest to breathe while at the same time wondering why and where it all went wrong, and how your gonna get up and pretend like everything is all right, and what the hell are you gonna do about that hole in your chest? yea, thats heartbreak.

I Don't [ Know ]

" I'm going to smile like nothing's wrong, Talk like everything's perfect, Act like it's just a dream, And pretend that he's not hurting me. "

[ Fade ] Away, Don't Stop Me

I don't know where to begin. Every problem is pounding inside my skull. The pressure keeps building with every second that goes by. How do I control these monsters that take over? I can hardly keep my own mind in check. My heart beats 100 beats per second, though it's barely audible. With a heart so fragile and weak, I still let myself fall into dreamtime. These thoughts are floating in dangerous places. I know I should reach out, but I don't want to. I'm willing myself to go off on my own, but I know it's a deathwish. I miss the people who are long since out of my life. I can't figure out these jigsaw puzzles. Every second my addictions are pulling on my sanity. After all the times I gave in, with every cut and bruise. I want it back, but it's deadly. Pulling at my skin, I sit in silence. Waiting for the clairity that will never show. I see their faces, and it haunts me. Crying is my only relief tonight. Sleep has been out of reach, scared away. I don't want the nightmares to come back. I'm terrified and lost... with no way out.

The Things My [Mind] Is Singing

I'm sitting in a place that isn't there. I know I've fallen down. Back through the cracks where I started. My mind is empty but filled to the brim. Everything is layed out in front of me, and I don't know where to begin. Every lie, every tear, every word I spoke. I can't make sense of where I am. You can't find it on a map, you just stubble upon it. Like a lost item in the attic. But unlike the newly found item, this is something not worth finding. It's your every fear, every nightmare. It's all the pain you've felt and the times you've failed. I've been here before, and got out. But this time, there's new mountains. I don't understand what's brought me to this. I'm terrified, shaking, crying. I watch my hands as they tremble. My eyes pan up my arms, following the scars etched into them. Being reminded of my pain daily, is the toughest thing to do.