A Sick Person's Confession.

Flirting with death is
Dangerous.

You’d simply have to be
Delirious.

I’m not quite sure when it
Began.

But it wasn’t a part of my
Plan.

Taste the crimson liquid named
Blood.

These emotions are causing my body to
Flood.

And I know it’s too much to ask you to
Care.

While you don’t notice my hollow
Stare.

My wrists haven’t bleed in
Forever.

That doesn’t mean my mind’s all
Together.

Don’t judge what you don’t fucking
Know.

You’ve done shit too, that’d be really
Low.

Maybe you’ll know the pain I
Feel.

Maybe you too will never know what’s
Real.

Like the compassion you held for not even
One.

Like the prejudice you had for
Everyone.

I just so desperately wish you could
See.

This world is going to devour
You and Me.