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Click heremidnight confessions
slowly pondering
a vacancy to a question
just give me some violence
trapped in the mind of a whore
cutting out the veins throbbing
solving all the problems
as i remove this heart
these eyes
seeing everything in blood filth
its pounding
razors to wrists
i'm tired
the blood exodus
lets me fall into sleep
as this terror draws out my apathy
this sympathy
this hell inside a twist
give me my blade
a bullet
to the brain
and i'm trapped inside this fucked up maze
its this psychotic craze
rage inside my emotional loss
i just wanna fly
don't let me die
by my own hand
as there is no logic inside my dreams
taste this strycnine
on the tongue of a tab
the acid burns
punching holes in this cursed brain
as it drives me slowly insane
spiraling down
into the depths of something dark
into something not seen
and i'm the self killer
self mutilator
and its just another dream
another release
another voice behind my screams
trapped inside a pressure cooker....ready to blow. Boom!
I really like this piece of yours. I think because you convey the feeling so well, without overkill. The words seem deeply felt, I hope some peace is found in time.
And a Merry Christmas to you too ~
Sounds like someone's been having a bad day at the mall!