How It Feels to Give Up.

I used to be so sad
to the point where
I would put a blade
to my own pale skin.

But now I'm even sadder
and the large red lines
turned into scars
and I don't feel the need
to do any of that anymore.
I don't need to sit there
and to watch myself bleed.

I was trying to stop the
darkness from entering
me and I didn't
want to feel any other pain
but the pain I brought
onto myself.

But now I don't care
and I'm too sad to pick
up that blade once more.
If the darkness comes
I won't do a thing about it
because I don't care
and I've given up.

You get used to it all
and before you know it
it all becomes a part of
you.

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