Racing
My heart.
It’s about to rip out of my chest
I want to harm myself
I know it’d be stupid to do so.
But,I have the feeling probably
No one will notice simply because
They think I am okay
Do they not see the fear in my eyes
As I tell them I’ll be alone?
I need to run
Race myself to see which side of me
Wins.
Will my demon take over;
As it makes me fade away
And takes my sanity away from me?
I can’t eat with it around
I die inside
Then again,I die inside when I wake.
No one to look forward to see
No one to excited to see me either though.
Maybe I’ll get out.
Out of having to deal with people
Their bullshit
My own bullshit
Out of living this hell
I want out
My only way out
Is to go out and find myself a nice place to rest.
Rest forever.
