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Okay....So I admit it. I used to be a hard core masochist....but i quit i swear
Carve the razor deep into pale skin
How very fragile life can be
Pierce through into my vein
And I smile as the crimson trickels down endlessly
Like bleeding out all the lies and the agony
Stroking my wrists gazing at the pretty scars
Some are pale and pink from the anguish of lost love
Some are striking scarlet reminding me there is no point in living
I'm lost in my own insanity as the blood gushes out
Faint memories tickle my mind
All of them fuzzy with a tint of my blood
Staring at my reflection looking for myself
Yet you stare back at me with a smug smirk on your face
You could care less about my self-inflicted wounds
In fact, you laugh at the fact that i've grown so very self-destructive
Kiss my lips and watch me drown becasue I am a mess without you
 XxShadow_DarknessxX · Sun Sep 21, 2008 @ 05:31am · 0 Comments |
