Angelique Hell

(France)

Destructive Behavior


I feel alone
As if I were lost in a dark forest
I can’t resist
I don’t understand why
I have this special need to feel I’m losing faith
All my pain is my feed
This is so attractive

Nobody wants to see me
I’m close to you, can you see me?
Please look at me
Can you see my face?
What should I do to make you see me?

Don’t be afraid of me
Don’t be afraid of my destructive behavior
I don’t understand why
I have this special need to make my life goes wrong
Please, come along with me
And I will feed you to my soul

I have no home
As if I were a wandering ghost
I can’t exist
I don’t understand why
I have this special need to punish all myself
Suffering is my feed
This is so addictive

Nobody listen to me
I call your name, can you hear me?
Please listen to me
Can you hear my voice?
What should I do to make you hear me?

Don’t be afraid of me
Don’t be afraid of my destructive behavior
I don’t understand why
I have this special need to feel I am dying
Please, come along with me
And I will feed you to my soul

Submitted: Monday, May 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, May 27, 2013

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