Calming down,
Taking a breath...
I gaze,
As you Look down at me...
Im like a voodoo doll hanging by a rope
dagger through my heart and...
I stand here all alone.
So lifeless, yet I really feel done...
Tears on my face.
My hands, my pillow...
Knives in my back.
Knives in my chest...
I am no longer here.
I am a ghost of the past...
You will heed no mind,
To my silent crime...
Call me selfish
If you like...
Not all scars show,
not all wounds heel...
Arm staned red,
from her razor...
You wonder why I'm angry.
You wonder why I'm sad...