State of mind

by deathwish   Aug 20, 2012


Depression is a state of mind
but remember my dear
it is a crime
to cut the throat of a beloved soul
and suck the life from within the hole
cross out the lies that left your lips
and drink the blood with thirsty sips
snap her bones into shattered glass
hold your breath until the screaming pass
shout her name from miles away
he doesn't move he doesn't stay.

Rip the wound with foolish tears
and cover the scar with dreaded fears
taste the pain on your own bandaged tongue
and drip the tears into her precious lungs
shoot the smile from her face
and bring her to a forbidden place
screaming, she runs away
he doesn't move he doesn't stay.

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