Reflecting

I sit here reflecting
Redirecting negative thoughts
Caught in a web of sadistic intentions
Mentions of suicidal thoughts emerge
Submerged in a pool of diseased memories
Activities practiced in dark rooms
Blooms like death in a dead garden
Burdens grow with each deep cut
Uncut skin marked for the next night
Fight or flight chemical injections
Reflections of dark times
Mind is spinning out of control
Soul is turning to stone balls
All this is happening as i sit here
Reflecting