I take my time so it sets in.
The pain is good.So I go deeper.
I question my time in this cold world.
I tell no one,By acting happy.
Its not lying when its silence.
Why explain something that can’t be.
Even when everyone’s around I feel lonely.
Locked the door for the hope of silence.
But my head is never quiet.
That’s when I hurt myself for a third time
Posted on Saturday 2nd June 2012 with 1 note
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