Untamed Suicide

by Raquel   May 26, 2005


Sweet and Insane,
My arm says my name.
It tells such a story,
Sick twisted and lame.

Crazy and Messed,
My life's not the best.
It's screwed and f**ked up,
It just needs to rest.

Confusing and Scared,
But nobody cared.
My arm would be clear,
But nobody dared.

Untamed Suicidal,
The Devil's my idol.
Cut is just what I do,
When they tell me to smile.

Darkened and Red,
Pain runs to my head.
Each slit has a reason,
Life hangs on a thread.

Dripping Again,
It's attempt number ten.
They won't save me this time,
I'll die cuz can.

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