Nothing can compare to the erotic burn, the rush...
From carving your initials into your tender thigh...
My mouth has been sewn shut.
I cannot tell you when I am happy...
Tears drop
I'm all alone...
Dripping cold tears
Silent dark fears...
The demons in my head
They still scream silently...
I want to cut,
to feel the blade across my wrist...
Sure, wrath may seem good at the time; good,
Enough to do your time; in the pits of hell...
First you get with me
You tell me "I love you"...
It's been a full three years since that time,
you know the one m'dear, so slowly has it passed...
Damn them! The betrayer,
the heartless, the backstabbers...
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
God Lucy, you look so splendid...
Something rips through me...anger
Anger and rage against myself...