Boiling

Anger boils inside of my head
Driving me so very rotten
Every night I've bled and bled
To get rid of this pain I've gotten
This anger and pain overwhelms me
It's so powerful, it shakes me to pieces
Ripping apart everything I've come to know
Everyday, it's all the same
Within this game of hurt and shame.

only one way

my mother is a fucking whore
my father try to be my friend
my sister believes she owns me
as for me, i'm going insane
why can't you leave me alone,
alone to sulk in my self-pity
my friends pretend to know me
i can't get rid of them
because i'm scared of what i'll be
my secret someone is closest to me
he understands my crazed violence
pushing me the max of sanity
it just boils and boils till it overflows
and then...
it always must escape
and there's only one way

A Box

Within my room, there is a box;
A simple, little, lonely box.
And in this box there is a tool;
A tool for my painful game.
This tool was part of a razor,
It was sharp and clean and shiny
But slowly it is getting worn
By my frequent visits to the box.

With this blade I cut myself,
As bad as this may sound,
The mocking pain lures me in,
Into a world of dizzyness.
Here I escape the anger hiddin
That had wanted to disappear,
So I help it out
Sheeding it wiht my blood.

Undaughterly

Fuck this fucked up world
I crawl up out of the darkness
And what is it that you do?
I hear your voice call to me,
Those bitching words now so familiar
All I do is walk away,
The words, chewing my mind
Till I get to the blade...
And then...
It chews up my skin
Separating the flesh
Beads of blood release from the cuts
Intense single shocks of pain
Try to suck me into reality
But i don't give a shit,
I've had enough.
Take my things, all of them
Chain me to my room
Do whatever the fuck you wish Cause I've stopped caring what you do
Call me when you're done
So I can sort of the mess
Meanwhile I'll be in my room
Ending my pain in an undaughterly way
And do you want to know why?
Because I'll never be daughterly again.

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