Painful Memories

Through the microscope were demons staring back at me

They're stupid for being cowards, they all attack and leave

Flashback to me, moving on from heavy feelings

Of what I would encounter, but never fully healed, and

Self harm became appealing 'thru hurtful days, it

Would soothe me when my own blood spilled on the pages

Miscommunication would present itself

Between myself and human beings, my kindness was sent to hell

Angry feelings guarded sketches of the real me

Of course I disagreed by saying that I'm still me

Filthy mindset first, the second fact is I'm a jerk

Blame them busters in my past who treated me like dirt