here i am again,

evaluating my being.

here i am again,

seeing a black soul standing.

here i am again,

scratching my every skin,

blaming and shaming of
what i am seeing.

From skin to bones,
flesh to soul,
I don't want these.

Hear me,

for here i am again,

losing my sanity,

help me,

for here i am,

again

wishing to disappear.

and guess what,

I'm afraid,

because maybe, just maybe,
I soon will.

sam.r