I wish I hadn't told you I was ready on a whim
I wish I hadn't done so many things I did
This year has been nothing but a mess
Of emotions, of changes, of STUFF I'd love to forget
I wish I could take my words back
I wish I could push you away
But I'd wish the same time for you to pull me back
To reel me into safety of sanity's shore
When I'm floating away on blood and gore
My skin is grey and pink
My scars are an angry red
I've never let them rest
Cutting them open till they cease to resist
My arms are trembling
I will not stop
Every part of me screams YES
But one corner says no
This pain will make me comatose.
