lost

my emotions get the best of me

As I see it, my mind is in a frantic state.

it wants to lose control, move in different directions. 

my body wants to feel that high, tired state. 

I see myself, feeling a cold, metal sharp knife 

just to feel what's it like on my fingertips

suicide isn't on my mind.

its the sense of feeling something cold, to bring me back what is a reality.

give me that warm, loving touch on my skin, and bring me back up into a dream.

but as of right now, lets face this cold reality as some people call it hell. 

Author's Note

I had things on my mind.

Reviews

[DamienHino]

very poetic, i like the sense of cold and warm and you tie it in with reality and hell. pretty awesome good job