This cycle of self destruction,

is one too perplexing to break.

And I simply cannot fathom, 

how much more my mind can take.

Looking from a distance,

it’s all I’ll ever see.

Not euphoric moments,

but the truth of this vile reality.

My mind is simply my biggest rival,

with the lurking memories from my past.

And I must admit I often wonder,

how long this game will last.

My silent screams.

Your moving mouths.

My suppressed dreams.

And your pitiless doubts.

If only you knew that beneath this mask,

is what confines the honest truth.

What once was pristine innocence,

now conceals the secrets of my youth.

Oh the beauty of neglect,

it’s not too often that you’ll see, 

that innocent girl imprisoned within a rope,

just craving to break free.