Repent, Repent.

by MikaMad15   May 14, 2009


With every cold shudder my body releases,
My head, my heart....ache so much.

I feel the trigger being pulled,
The bullet going into my head.

Help me? I'm falling...

I feel the dagger drive deep,
The edges cutting my flesh.

Save me? I'm bleeding...

I feel the blade along my wrists,
The blood dripping down my palms.

Help me? I'm falling....

Save me? I'm bleeding....

Open up the coffin,
Lay my head straight.
My wounds are weeping,
Crying, numb was all too much pain.
My soul is sad.
Oh baby what's happening to me?
I'm dying....again.

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