Painted With Pain

Frenzy my mind
Focus I have lost, confusion I find
Is this wall beside me a bad dream.
Fragments of life keep haunting me.
Painted with pain my wall covered with misery.
Scars that will not heal, crazy is my destiny.
Hiding from everyone, I am scared and alone
Sitting in a corner, I rock side to side-
Contemplating a second attempt of suicide.
Wounds have followed me, but they hide behind closed doors.
I have ran so much, I can not run any more.
Forced to face my worst enemy-
Myself and the self destruction of me.
Insanity is here to welcome me home.
Assuring me my mind will be calm
Feeling the straps tight on my body,
Preventing the blade to paint anymore pain,
The wall is dry but has left a stain.
To remind everyone my wall painted with pain.




Painted with pain - A real experience with self destruction and not remembering the cutting of a blade on my body.

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