I’m Dynamite Plus a Diamond

I’m dynamite plus a diamond inside

but I’m dying inside

my insides feel like a pilot taking a dive from the sky

I’m surprised that my mind isn’t fried

who am I when I hide and I lie

I’m crying inside

when I try to hide the cries in my eyes

blurry skies, I’m blind, I need a guide to find light or peace of mind of mine in my life

I cant take advice, adding another vice is a vise binding then prying inside

my skin is thinning as if this time is trying to ply in my hyde

no silver lining the sky

help me

help me

help me

hurting

gaping

scars

wounds

welts

bruises

scrapes

scratches

scratching

screaming

tumbling

falling

crawling

retching

wretched

wicked

wic

lit

ticking

time

bomb

BOOM!