will you take me to nirvana?

black-droplets:

I always try to make my words morepoetic when I write.
But there’s no beautiful way to write howI feel, when I sit curled up on theshower floor and how my cuts burnwhen the water hits themTheres no beautiful way to write howscared I feel, when i look in the themirror and I can’t believe what I’vebecome and the way my hands shakebecause I can’t control a single bonein my bodyThere’s no beautiful way to write howmy ribs feel like breaking because ofmy heart beating so hard from feeling likeI don’t feel home in my own skin
Believe me,I’ve tried to get betterI’ve tried to find happinessbut there’s no wayI can get this feeling of emptiness to leave

black-droplets:

I always try to make my words more
poetic when I write.

But there’s no beautiful way to write how
I feel, when I sit curled up on the
shower floor and how my cuts burn
when the water hits them
Theres 
no beautiful way to write how
scared I feel, when i look in the the
mirror and I can’t believe what I’ve
become and the way my hands shake
because I can’t control a single bone
in my body
There’s no beautiful way to write how
my ribs feel like breaking because of
my heart beating so hard from feeling like
I don’t feel home in my own skin

Believe me,
I’ve tried to get better
I’ve tried to find happiness
but there’s no way
I can get this feeling of emptiness 
to leave