Perfect

by a shot in the dark   Aug 1, 2006


Bleeding through my eyes
as i wash away my tears
cring my self to sleep
i do not want to wake
unforgivable sins
that i can never forget
holding in my breath
as my heart begins to break

shriveled up inside the corner of my mind
lusting for blood and pain
tired of life and sick of living
i beg of god to kill me now
nothing can ease my insanity
and my hunger for darkness
but no one can see this
i'm suppost to be perfect

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  • 17 years ago

    by Melissa Westfall

    I really liked this one....keep up the good work sweety.....

  • 17 years ago

    by Cameron

    I really like the way you write will you check me out sometimes thanks.