MidnightDarkest

I am desperately seeking someone to save me Wondering where I have been going wrong The more I allow myself to be walked over The more I feel like it’s where I belong Under the tread marks of your rubber soled shoe My face has been driven in to the mud You’ve laced my dignity with so much self doubt What on earth have I gained from being good I am desperately seeking something to save me The next line to the poem of my life Dissecting my past with clinical precision Using a pen-shaped surgical knife With a blade that seems to cut deeper and deeper Each time that I am wounded or I am hurt But maybe now is the time to put down my