Darkness

My thoughts are dark, as I sit alone late into the night,
I wish I could stop it all,
The thoughts of my own blood,
The thoughts of pain, and marks, cause there's nothing to show it's real,
The thoughts of Impurity stolen from me, Impurity that I can't have,
The thoughts of nothing in my stomach, of starvation,
The thoughts, and words, and memories that haunt me,
The thoughts of ghost touches that won't come off, that no soap can clean,
The thoughts of that forbidden ledge, that keeps coming back again, and again,
The thoughts of rage, sadness, pain, and emptiness that I can't erase, These feelings, and thoughts that just won't go away.