Friday, May 22, 2009

Sometimes, I even scare myself.

I'm not a stranger
No, I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore
A fragile flame aged
Is misery
And when our hearts meet
I know you see

I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists, I find it when I am cut

I may seem crazy
Or painfully shy
And these scars wouldn't be so hidden
If you would just look me in the eye
I feel alone here and cold here
Though I don't want to die
But the only anesthetic
That makes me feel anything, kills inside

I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists, I find it when I am cut
Pain
I am not alone
I am not alone

I am not a stranger
No, I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore

Plumb - Cut

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