Desire

I’m tired lately
and the razors are now starting
to look friendly.

There’s a reason
why sometimes I don’t shave
for over a year.

Cut my nails
so that I don’t leave gouges when I
scratch my skin.

Hide the knives
in the bottom drawer with the lock
and lose the key.

What pulls at me
isn’t the immense urge to hurt myself
or enjoy the pain.

It’s the desire
to forever brand my flesh with the words
in my head.

I resist every day

but the compulsion to ruin myself
never fades.

In the Dark - Part 6

Nighttime falls. Only, instead of continuing to hide, now the darkness means that it’s time for us to venture outside. The first time I join in a hunt, I can barely hear anything over my heartbeat pounding in my ears. I feel so nauseous that I doubt I’ll be of any help even if we do come across some monsters.

The ground trembles, and I have to stop myself from flinching at every small noise. Every shadow outside of our circle of torches jumps and leaps across the trees, and every movement causes my heart to stop for just a second, sure that it’s one of the monsters about to devour me.

The others are quiet, moving carefully through the night. They’re obviously practiced at this, and they seem to be following some path visible only to them. I want to ask where we’re going, but I can’t make myself speak out loud. I’m afraid of drawing attention to us.

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9.18.2016

"Stupid men can often do great things, while a genius among men can occasionally be proportionally unintelligent. So, how to tell these two men apart? Ask them which one of these two categories they belong to, of course. The genius will invariably call himself a fool, while the truly stupid man will most likely refer to himself as a genius."

The Choice

Fall so hard you hit the ground
Time to start running around
‘Cause it’s one more thing to try
No matter how hard you cry

You have two choices when
Something doesn’t work out
To never recover from the pain
Or to start over once again

Fall so hard you hit the ground
Time to start running around
‘Cause it’s one more thing to try
No matter how hard you cry

So ask yourself what it is you want
Hide away from the world forever
Pull the covers up over your head
Never experience anything new

Or fight with all your strength
Take a stand and breathe deep
Work for your second chance
Pull yourself forward bit by bit

Fall so hard you hit the ground
Time to start running around
‘Cause it’s one more thing to try
No matter how hard you cry

In the end, the choice is up to you
No one else can make this decision
Or walk your chosen path for you
So pick the one you’ll stick with

Fall so hard you hit the ground

Time to start running around
‘Cause it’s one more thing to try
No matter how hard you cry

Do You Regret?

Do you remember
All those times you held my hand?
Do you remember
Sharing all those moments together?
Do you remember

Do you regret
When we started to fall apart?
Do you regret
How both knew it was over?
Do you regret

Please, be honest with me
Do you regret remembering us?
Do you regret all those years?
Do you regret you and me?

Do you remember
Fighting everyone who ever hurt me?
Do you remember
Always being on my side of things?
Do you remember

Do you regret
When we started to stop caring?
Do you regret
How we didn’t talk about it?
Do you regret

Please, be honest with me
Do you regret remembering us?
Do you regret all those years?
Do you regret you and me?

Please, be honest with me
Do you regret remembering us?
Do you regret all those years?
Do you regret you and me?

Do you remember
How we laughed and cried together?
Do you remember
Thinking we’d never end up apart?

Do you regret
All those ugly words we said at the end?
Do you regret
That we both just let it happen?

Please, be honest with me

Do you regret remembering us?
Do you regret all those years?
Do you regret you and me?