Run red

by LiveLoveTy   Apr 3, 2007


Locked in the chamber
Silence engulfs me and I am no longer apart of the world
I am lost in my thoughts

Tears stream down my face
as I lift the sharp piercing blade
and Begin to relieve the anguish

Criss Cross
Criss Cross
Until red is the color I see
I do not hurt
I do not feel this pain I have brought upon myself
I have gone numb

I fall to the ground
Only half alive

No one to hear the shiverring screams
I lay cold and alone

Tomorrow I will once again
Hide the agony and fear I have
I will live life full of smiles on the outside
and empty on the inside

Unattached and alone
With lying on the floor drenched in red
As an evening routine

I will be at peace when I release the pain
This blade is my fortune
and the red is the merchandise
I will spend every penny

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  • 14 years ago

    by silvertung69

    The thing about the place we go too is that we feel better there, so we go often.
    remain a truth seeker and you will find yourself u/have talent kid.