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by Court Mar 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I’m alone again in thought I’m captivated by your bloody wrists the cuts deep and vertical Stretch across your illuminating ivory skin The crimson liquid drips Silently till it hits the floor Landing in puddles Un-aware of the secrets they hold Holding our death, and dead hearts My mind spins as I think of those wounds Cut and sliced so violently deep I can tell were both screaming in terror But not a sound comes out of our lips We are dead to all and dead to ourselves as the rusted razor is tossed aside I stare again, the slicing and the mutilationIs a lie, a brutal lie Of false hope that the pain wil bel taken away but the knife knows the truth it won't. We hope this secret can cure all but it can’t Now a morbid scene inflicts us both As I tell you I never deserved to hold you And feel your heart against mine when it was All just deception and deceit, our love was nothing because your heart had long been dead To inflicted by the pain The sadness and suffering took you over I’m sputtering and gasping as your dripping hands Wrap silently around my neck, closing tighter I whisper, my last breath wasted on you As the breathing shallows, I lie and blame everything on me “I am your downfall, because I tried to save you†I drift away as my soul leaves my pathetic body Your face remains expressionless as you walk away Covered with both our torment and heartache