I shouldn't be doing this but i can't help it.

I wear it... IT TOUCHES MY SKIN
I feel it.... I PLACE IT AGAIN MY SKIN AS I SLEEP
I smell it.... WHERE IT LINGERS IN MY MIND

I shouldn't be doing this. It doesn't make me feel any better than i am now. It actually makes me feel worse and angry that i am here in this shitty place when i shouldn't be.

Feel it comin' in the air
And the screams from everywhere
I'm addicted to the care
It's a dangerous love affair

I go for a run to let out my anger and then i remember that it is with me. With each step i take it comes with me. I should rip it up, burn it in a fire but i can't as it was a major part of me. I use to hurt myself when i was with it to make myself feel something else. To make myself hurt somewhere else.

This small item has brought me pain and the reason that i wear it is because i need you, when i feel unloved, unneeded, when i feel as thought i am nothing.

I am nothing and i don't matter to anyone. I don't want to think anymore