magnetic

Magnetic darkness. Sickness of the mind. Harnessed. Put into rhymes. Cathartic. Traumatic memories. Never harmless. Pain filled my heart. Anguish. Leaving visceral language on this page. Darkest day. Living life on the edge of a knife. Darkest night. Here I lay in my grave awaiting dawn's new light. Abused and confused. Scarred and refused. What's the use? Why do I fight? Am I alright? Is this death? Or is it life?