Selfless Self-Destruction

Digging deeper into the dark side of me...

I'm screaming out

with a muted voice.

Tearing at my flesh

with amputated hands.

Crying with blinded eyes.

Feeling like I

have to hide.

No longer living

just frankly trying

to survive.

Distilled cries

inside my soul.

Walking around with

a heart that's cold.

Emotions dying.

This game you

call "life" is trying.

Take away

these bindings.

Begging someone to

untie me.

Chained to my own

self-hatred.

Stockholm Syndrome

of my own brain.

"Hate Me" on replay

everyday.

A victim of

my own crimes.

All Apologies.

Self-destruction

overload.

©2-4-2015 By Ashley Nicole Nordyke