Veins are meant for you to slice
Grab a razor, no need to be precise...

*this is for the moody people...i understand if...
Makeshift feelings are what I taste...

The air was cold, I began to stumble
I felt my heart and the ground below crumble...

**again i'm venting..there are so many areas in...
Im so far beneath the ice...

The black twists and turns
Drips and leaks with passion...

This is a crappy short poem that wrote just to...
Hearts and wrists are one in the same...

Like a broken toy
You are null in void...

Okay this is completley different from anything...
Darkness blindfolds your scars...

*everyong should appriciate being sick.*
*now that i understand i might be the only who...

This is about being left behind and fighting to...
You dragged my body behind your lies...

Ahhh...i dont know what this is...its a half ass...
Yeah, I miss you...

I felt like shit when i wrote this and now reading...
My chest is cold...