Self Destruction - A Day in the life.

It’s just another day, walking with the mind, footsteps pacing, searching for the open light, for the way out. Suffocation of urges, homemade destruction, swelling within the veins, keeping us warm. We walk, we pound, head hanging, every blood cell drumming to the rhythm of self-destruction. Headache, earache, piercing screams, colour blind. It awakens you, numbs you, silence you. Black out. It has you; it has you, it always has you.

You reach out empty handed, searching for someone who isn't there, footsteps pacing, searching for the open light, It’s just another day, walking with the mind.