SCARY TALES (INTERLUDE)

Starting to see that life ain't a fairytale
Suicidal thoughts make it a scary tale
Thoughts become action and fantasy plans
For some it's too much and damn
It makes it even harder to carry this weight
Constantly questioning my own mind-state
I forgot what it's like to be stable
Wisdom leaves my mind like when Aesop penned his fables
Knife in my hand both feet in quicksand
Sinking, this is rock bottom
Sinful ways of coping, trust me I got em
I feel like this darkness I see is here to stay
Seems like i'm tracing the days
Leading up to the final one
When BPD is the sum
Of the light and sun being stolen
By selfish decisions and moments
Which eradicates praying and hoping
Has me pondering on the unspoken
And grants me a single token
Entry into the afterlife, i got too tired of coping