I sit in the sadden darkness, My Knife in hand, Though i can't see it, Crimson flows form my arms,
I feel the tip of the blade on my neck, The pinch of tearing skin I didn't have to gall to do this way back when, Can i finish it this time around?
My tears fall freely now, The pain i have forced onto others, My own regrets, my own hell I live in agony, remembrance of the tormented.
Why can't I seem to finish it? Why can't I end this? The Knife is an easy way out, Why can't I take the final plunge?
Angel_Of_NewLife · Thu Dec 31, 2009 @ 08:21am · 1 Comments |