Getting a Grip.

I am so incredibly lost
What the hell am I doing?
What the fuck was I thinking
Hope I make it out alright
Sucking the life. Breathing the pain.

I am such a fucking joke
Pathetic even to me. Insufferable wench.
Honesty is dark at best.
Truth brings light that is blinding
Everything you hate I am. Nothing that is pure.

Pain is Beauty. Beauty is Pain.

I am beautiful in my eyes
Bleeding and torn
Cracks in the sidewalk the concrete is worn & cold
I am cold.
Death within vessels & veins that are blue
It seeps through me and into you
Can you feel it?

Pain is beauty. Beauty is pain.