S M S H

Maybe all the hurtful words are true
That I am nothing, save for you
Attached yourself to a sinking ship
Adrift alone in all the shit

It hurts to pretend that I'm alright
I fight it everyday with all my might
I'm the living dead, it seems
There's nothing left for me

I hate me
Murder the mirror to get some relief
I hate this
Suffocating blackness wrapped around my heart
I hate you
For letting me become this thing to be abused

I know
You are
Alone
Because
I am too



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Woods
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