“The blade is razor sharp, each cut goes deeper and deeper , I lay in a puddle of my own blood as my life flashes before my eyes "

I am the needle in your vein
i am the high you can't sustain
i am the pusher i'm a w hore
i am the need you have for more
i am the bullet in the gun
i am the truth from which you run
i am the silencing machine
i am the end of all your dreams

Life's a b(itch)
Then you die
F(uck) the world
Lets go get high

Life and death have neither began or ended if you have never loved and lost.

"Drain my fear into your palm,
Awake tomorrow by the yawning sun"

Ian Robert Potapoff

Let words replace the bullets

*Welcome to the child within me*

They laugh at me,
Behind my back,
They talk about me,
Until my heart goes black,
Only when the flesh is rotten,
Only when the love has seeped away,
Only when I’ve reached rock bottom,
Only then will they stop play.

What is it that's wrong with our souls, is there some defect that turns up the heartless cold?

Crimson Tears:You screaming me to stop with tears in your eyes while my blood drips.