TMH? TMN!
Trapped and screaming I long to be free. Finding the enemy that holds me back is a close as looking at me. I see what I do and am helpless at times to stop the insanity that comes from the void that is despair and hurt inside of me. Pain comes to me only when I breath. Past images flood my mind and make me run and hide. Thinking back I wonder what could I have done different not to end up how I am. What could I do? Carving my flesh in what others see as agony and yet to me there is no pain. Illusions from my brain. Cutting myself. My Art. Was a release for myself. To make the pain real and not just feelings from my past. Tried so many tactics to kill it all away. Scars fade and the pain stays. I can not forget the motto of mine, TMH? TMN! Can mean so many things. I haven't used that in so long. Yet like the pain and not the scars. It still remains to be true.
Friday, March 14, 2008
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