Suicidal Maniac Who Loves

Suicidal Maniac Who Loves

A Poem by EternityWolf101

I found something I wrote back a year or so ago. This was during my depression stage in life a little bit after I gave myself the title of homosexual and I went through my first break up.

Over time
I have slept upon old memories
And held everything in

Past and present love haunting my soul
And peeling my skin off
Showing the muscles that need fixing

To others
My love is an abomination
A plaque upon the world

My true self is a sad persona
A suicidal gay maniac
With the desire only for love and hatred

The assortment of blades drip crimson slowly
Melting into a puddle of liquid below me
At the foot of my bed

The smell is intoxicating
The taste of a divine wine
The sound of pleasant screams

The scars mean nothing to me
They are just reminders of attempting to reach happiness
And failing miserably

I wish I could tell myself I need to stop
That everything will get better soon
But when it does
It only gets worse

© 2012 EternityWolf101

Author's Note

Just a little message to myself I wrote a while back.

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I have been (and still am at times) in this place. Beautifully written.

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Added on June 6, 2012
Last Updated on June 6, 2012
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