anger, spawning from the center of my soul the hatred ive felt from i was 12 years old i cant tell why im such a bitch or bad person, all i can say is i have my own reason, not that others deserve nor need to know why my passion is my hatred, and i hate this world overly so!
hate, anger, spite and pain
i think im going numb again
prick my skin and watch my bleed
i cant decide whether to starve or feed
im losing the need to live on this earth.
i really cannot stress
im not suicidal, but im getting there
im weak, i must confess.
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