The urge to cut overwhelms
me... Placing the shinny silver blade... To my pale skin pressing down hard... Watching as the blood trickles down... Creating
a large red puddle at my feet... Dragging the blade
across the skin cutting deeper... Releasing the pains
that bind me to this life... I take the blade and
slowly slice down my other wrist... The puddle growing
bigger at my feet... Moments pass I fall to the floor
with a sickening thud... My dark red blood all around
me it covers everything... I close my eyes taking
my last breath...
You say I should move on and get over this You say
I brought it all on myself You say it’s all my fault that this happened You blame me for all of your faults
You blame me for all of your short comings However I know none of this is my fault And I will not listen to you
when you lie Your just looking for someone to blame And I guess I was that one person whom You thought would be
willing to take the blame But you thought wrong I am not that person

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