Give

by Christina Famili   Aug 30, 2007


Rest on me my sweet friend
Touch my skin and make them cringe.
Tear me open make me bleed.
give me pain, You must succeed.

Rest on my and slide deeply down.
Bleed me dry till I fall down.
Give me death, my soul must flee.
rescue me from crazy thoughts,
Help me control what they can not

Give me freedom to do what they will not.
give me hope of the end of life.
Give me pain I so longingly lust for
Rest on me till Help Takes you apart.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Isabella

    I like it. It's dark and full of quencing greed.
    My favorite stanza is:

    Rest on my and slide deeply down.
    Bleed me dry till I fall down.
    Give me death, my soul must flee.
    rescue me from crazy thoughts,
    Help me control what they can not

    The only thing is, that you might wan to change my to me, in the first line in this stanza.