What do you have to be To exist in this world What do you have to become In order to survive it What do you do When there is nothing left of you Nyx
life is not a pot of petunias
Erase me
I feel my heart stop beating I feel myself break in half Why am I always left here Alone in this place How many demons must I conquer To forget your face You have destroyed Only to recreate It is too late to change This monster that you made I try to dream I try … Continue reading Erase me
Monotonous life
Each day I rise with hope Some days it lasts Some days it does not Today I hope I find the peace that I seek I hope that in a few hours I do not feel weak I hope that deep inside I keep Some form of strength left Because I feel beaten down I … Continue reading Monotonous life
I have lost all hope
I have moments of peace They do not last long Then I feel the pain As I try to sing along Sometimes words may help me Sometimes they do not All I know for sure Is peace is all I have ever sought No matter how much I have cried No matter how much I … Continue reading I have lost all hope
Lost to this world
I feel numb Lost to this world I am fading Fading into nothing I no longer care About anything at all All I want to do is free fall Free fall to nothing Close my eyes Feel the air Pushing against my skin I feel the darkness push me further As I slowly disappear Farther … Continue reading Lost to this world
What will come next
Today I wake Weary with dread Wondering What will come next Nyx
Drifting
Underneath the lamplight I lay my weary head Thinking I might be safer But still wishing I was dead A drifter is what I was I guess I still am Drifting from here to there Going no where Stepping forward Then stepping back Waiting for the next swing Bracing myself for the next hit Wondering … Continue reading Drifting
How I breathe today
When I reflect When I stop When I think about Where I come from All I feel is pain An agony so piercing An agony so deep It is all consuming This agony I feel What I wouldn't give For it not to be real These images of my past And all the pain that … Continue reading How I breathe today
Not sorry
"I am not sorry for what I had to become in order to survive." Schuyler Peck
Believe in you
There are moments when I lose hope in everyone Then I realize that I do not need them The only thing I need Is to believe in me Nyx
Words From The Borderline 
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