I'll peel my skin for your warmth.
Just don't hate my new look.

If the mind could talk it would say a lot
Punishing words, burning hot
it would fight itself for a decision
that doesn't need the slightest precision

If the eyes could speak they'd wish not
from the horrors this obnoxious world got
They would rain to ease the mind
that still can't decide

If the legs could express they'd cry lot
marching forward, tied by a knot
yet they follow the path of the unknown
like a stray cat roaming the cold streets alone

If scars could wish, they’d beg to erase
The skin they haunt, the time, the place
Trained for pain, deployed with pride
Now just tally marks we try to hide

And if the pen could live, it would join the riot
Etching screams into verses, never quiet
But it belongs to a mind that’s fractured and blind
Spilling blood instead of rhyme

locks loops in place
cuts strings of hope
A blade powered by a radius of despair
Back and forth through life
An AC connection binds
My nerve cells through my eyes
so I bawl them out till it's summer
dried my pipes
I'd need a plumber
Now, you might not get the flow
cuz it's how my sick brain goes
I'll live in circles till god knows when
till I finally decide when it ends
When I close the curtains of the shower
When I solve the circle without a power
When I'm dried of the last drop of hope
When I believe the lies of the rope

Maybe it's not meant to be.
I shot my shot and fired.
I played myself to believe.
That I'm OK care free.
But ohh, the assassin life hired.
He put a gun to my head.
I told him to fire.
Cuz I'm so done to beg.
My wet eyes are tired.
So down to be held
So leave my neck wired
"I'm sorry"
But life hasn't been something I ever desired.

I thought i was good in a lot of stuff.
School, skills, smiling when life  got rough.
It shattered me a hundred pieces when i heard it.
"not good enough"
Now I'm fighting for a title i never had
looking at myself, amazed by how bad.
I was delusional i knew it.
But I'm the worst i found out.