Neurotic psychotic

Your scars are your inner tears and inner emotions ripping you in two, 
Your soul screaming for feeling,
For pain to abolish that numbing feeling,
in your veins, your skin, your mind and heart

The feeling of pain,
The feeling of the wound,
The burning sensation firing in your veins,
The upturning frown transforms into that psychotic smile,

For that feeling is the feeling of control, 
Maintaining your psychological state,
Defeating your inner demons,
Only for the while,
For we both know you’ll be scraping your nails against your skin by midnight