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Criss-cross,
I seem to be lost,
My mind is consuming me,
Slowly, but surely,
It won’t stop,
It won’t fucking stop.

Cyanide kisses,
And near misses,
I cannot be saved now,
Or maybe – how?
I can’t stay,
I can’t fucking stay.

Bleeding emotions out,
Leaking them, they pour now,
Gushing out, won’t stop,
Can’t stop, won’t stop,
Lying – I am,
Crying – I’m not,
Dying –I am,
Trying – I’m not.

A tornado sweeps me off of my feet,
Pushes me down, no one would greet,
This scarred kid with hate layered into sorrowful eyes,
The one that lets out pathetic, pitiful cries,
“Help me, I’m scared, I don’t want to die,”
And for once, the words are not a lie.