It press tightly within my chest
scared with many demands
hes a cutter, just like myself
but hes only in my mind
for he is my torment, my sorrow, my anger
without him im nothing, without him im cold
be this an illusion, or a drug induced dream
he is the void within me i scream
hes my thoughts come to life
my reflection so clear yet this demon of mine
will never forgive,
be he my conscience, my fear, or a thought
he is there so real, so cold, yet serene
he laughs my life away
as he swings his cold blade














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** I could look you in the eyes and pretend**
**I could look you in the eyes and say i'm fine**
**I could lie everyday and say everythings okay**
**But the truth remains the same**
**It never stops hurting**
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