Your eyes linger to me as they do often.
I feel them surveying my face,
Analyzing my expression until you are positive you have it correct,
Asking, "why?"
I ask you the same question with my silence.
It's not my fault,
I will say this again.
Why don't you stop harming yourself like this?
You are slowly, excruiatingly murdering your soul.
Helping yourself is the exact opposite of what you are attempting to achieve.
Destruction is your only goal,
Destruction of yourself.
It's as if you are in a competition with yourself to see how much pain you can endure,
Before you collapse under the pressure.
You are not invincible as you lead yourself to believe.
Stop.
Please.
I don't want to watch you tear your soul in to pieces any longer.
I once called you my angel,
Once you believed you were my savior.
I was mistaken.
I am your savior now.
All you have to do is accept me.
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