Night time is honesty time

I shouldn't ever converse during the night, I become an open book. For some this might seem like a good thing but to me it's just a bad thing. Once I start talking about my feelings, it's hard to shut me up. And once those feelings are out I might do something incredibly dumb that I will then regret in the morning. Although the night brings out the real person I wish to be, it also brings out the fears of what it could be...

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Scars

I have a bunch of tiny scars on my arm, chest, and wrist. Luckily they aren't noticeable, maybe if you knew what you were looking for and were to stare closely you will be able to see them. Thankfully no one has done that, so I don't have to worry about my family finding out about my past (sometimes present).
Although the scars are not visible for others--for me there as clear as words.
Every time I look at the area I can clearly see each little line. Since i'm the one who created them, i'm the only one that can see them...which is good...but at the same time for some messed up reason this makes me want to continue carving into my skin until theirs nothing left...

Miserable

Is this seriously how my life is going to be?
If it is then what's the point of continuing?
Really, what is the point?

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