Outside, Inside.
Smile on my face,
Destruction in my mind.
Cheer in my voice,
Longing in my heart.
Playing with my fingers,
Wanting for a sharp object.
Medicated from fear,
Screaming for pain.
Sleeping soundly,
Nightmares plaguing my mind.
Color in my attire,
Blackness on the brain.
Giggles from my lips,
Wanting an escape.
Saying I want to live,
Wanting to run away.
Destruction in my mind.
Cheer in my voice,
Longing in my heart.
Playing with my fingers,
Wanting for a sharp object.
Medicated from fear,
Screaming for pain.
Sleeping soundly,
Nightmares plaguing my mind.
Color in my attire,
Blackness on the brain.
Giggles from my lips,
Wanting an escape.
Saying I want to live,
Wanting to run away.
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So, I battle with anxiety and I'm two months clean from self harm. Though, I still want to harm, I don't. This is just the little bit that runs through my mind, though I may look different from the outside.