Nightmares

Trapped in the universe, abused 
And falsely accused, was used and bruised,
Up, is the only way Im heading, it's spreading,
Like a virus, and my iris,
Is red, I feel dead
And heartbroken, mis spoken.

I'm alive but I don't see why, I try
My hardest but I end up the bad guy.
I don't know why but it makes me cry, so I sigh and hit the blade on my thigh, it gives me a high.

An escape from reality? No, i make myself a cup of tea, I feel like an adoptee how I get treated by my family. And If I disagree? I get smacked with a machete and now we're back to actuality.