Caught up and can't catch her breath
eternally lying her self to death...
As I sharpen the knives, I'm ready for destruction
Such a beautiful blade, the ultimate seduction...
My wrists yearn to be slit, but I refrain
I'm not going back there, no more blood stains...
Your words had cut through me like never before
As I was lying so numb on this cold bed room floor...
As my wrists are bleeding, I fall to the ground
No one's around, they don't hear a sound...
Not really a poem really.. more of a story...
The hate begins to crawl beneath her skin. That's...
I stare at your picture hanging on my red wall
blink my wet eyes as it begins to fall...
Blood drips from my wrists as I hang from the...
I pray it will hold - it's becoming so loose...
See my reflection in the blade
watch the tears begin to fade...
You saw my wrists today
bleeding, so alive, so painful...
I hated loving you,
yet why aren't I happy...
I write on the walls with blood so red
“Do you love me now that I am dead...