Sick truth from a land of genocie

The sick sad feeling in my stomach when I miss you
The tears that don't fall from my eyes
And the razors that don't cut me
I feel no pain
My armor is just too thick
I can't feel anything
I wear these wurds right on the surface
The elegant scripture of my pain and torment
embedded much too deep to take off
It's not a Fake thing
it's not like all the others who at the end of the day
can just take off their masks
Their feelings so f*****g fake
He is the only living person that turns me on
the only one that doesn't need to be dead and bloodied
The only one that I would let slip inside
Touch what's sacred under all this metal
This is not a whisper
This is a f*****g battle cry
I am fighting for this
You don't have to lie down and die
There is a reason to keep going
For every single person this holocaust touches
there is someone that will understand
Someone that has been wounded
Someone just as cruel as you
I know this now
There is a mirror to every soul
And you will find it where you least expect it
When you are no longer searching
And finally giving up
You will be reflected in the mind of someone else
And they will find you
Like a message carved deep into an arm
Hieroglyphics no one but that person could understand
A message of the hidden shame
for secretly liking the abuse
And not knowing any better
And finally being shown
it was alright to experience it as a child
After all that's what you were
You did not know what you know now
you thought all the pain was normal
that everyone went thru it
Then you go thru the pain of finding out it wasn't normal
Take a blade to your wrists
then meet the one person
That went thru the same shame
The relentless persecution of an innocent soul
All because momentarily the lite inside of a child is blinding
And they can't help but yearn to put it out
To have it start from a place they block from memory
Because it's all too
That the abused will abuse
if you don't acknowledge the demons
they will consume you
so you must make the choice
take the painful trip down the road of memories
find your way to the labyrinth you've built in your mind
and unravel it
or lie there shivering in the dark
because you're just like the man from your past
just like the woman you can't remember
and you can't understand
why you hate yourself
don't block out the memories
remember them
let them hurt you again
because only thru remembering the pain
can you fully overcome it
and kill that part of yourself