DESOLATE

This is a 3 minute blurb i wrote a few years ago... 

Deception and disregard lead to anger which in turn leads to irrational behavior leading to self mutilation and self hatred and pain self inflicted and the pain that lives inside of minds that starts the whole cycle over and again… deep cuts from mistrust that cause the brain to retract all sense of sanity even if just briefly… flesh wounds that draw blood to the surface the “life force” leaving the body drained of energy and drive… leave the heart alone in this circumstance it has no place in this darkness it beats as if it will never end although the pain is irreparable… don’t attempt to make thoughts of beautiful things such as love or friendship or kindness… these all take a backseat to the doubt that light can ever shine again… no peace here in this desolate cove no trust in this darkened deceptively deep abyss of anger and rejection… what’s wrong they will ask; what’s right is the answer with vivid memories of the words and apologies that mean absolutely nothing but betrayal at this point… back to the pain again, slits in the chest and abdomen that are deep enough to burn but not deep enough to make the flesh yearn for freedom, the mind grows rotten now for it cannot cease to remember the point blank ballistic fiery arrows aimed at the soul… blood leaves the skin again sending chills into the core of the spine… block out the “rationality” that heart is screaming for now it has no purpose here… no waterfalls here, no lush wetlands here no tropical getaway here, no peace no love not even for self no such mercies when dwelling in depressions castle.