My Blackhole by Shyn2quiet

My Blackhole I'm a totally and complete idiot I don't understand some of the Things I've done or what I've said I'm hurting inside, theres tears forming Beginning to trickle down my cheeks I want to use something sharp To cut myself open I want to hurt myself I want to bleed I want to feel the relief Of what I used to do It felt so good, the relief But I stopped all that I'm trying my hardest to resist That feeling of relief sent To a blackhole, were I could be On my own to relish in the feeling Be by myself with no one To ask questions like Why? Where? How? I miss that feeling But in my heart I know I will not return to that blackhole Its hard to resist, but I know I will cope Never to return there again But will always miss that Blackhole and the relief