With one look my face twists in disgust,
My teeth clench and my temper boils.
My pain-stricken heart flows over with lust,
And then immediately it recoils.
The turmoil within is shown on my skin,
As I covered my arm in crimson scars.
I hang my face as it burns red with chagrin,
While I hold my steal knife in order to mar.
I cry out for God in this dire time,
But his face evades my searching gaze.
I'm trapped in a dark hole with no way to climb,
Eyes become blurry and gradually glaze.
My heart cries out in pain and anguish,
Yet no one can hear the chaos within.
My soul shall continue to languish,
As it contains my feelings herein.
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