If I had a single razor
For every lie you ever told...
BReeze enchants my spine,
As it tingles through cold air...
Why were they singing,
What was the point...
My life is tough
I've had enough...
It is true that I love to write.
In my head, light and dark fight...
So bored of the mundane
Tired of all the same...
The devil works with great pride
deprived of poise and grace...
Shouts and insults storm across the room.
Shattered plates, overturned furnitures, and a...
Caged in this dark prison
my only relief: a rusted blade...
When the clouds cry
and hold each other close...
Can anyone tell me, why is she crying?
why is she talking about dying...
Slit my throat,
Open it up...