Knees tucked tightly, Arms hugging, Eyes crying, Lungs gasping. I sit here in tears, Hearing you say you want to end your life. Your blood like sweet necter to my sight Your soft fair tear covered skin taffy to my blade, Sobbing silently, Thinking thoughts quietly, My mind is racing, My blood is pacing. I sit here in tears, Saying I want to end my life, My blood like sweet warm honey to my knife, My flesh like paper covered in tears. My heart is pounding, My lungs are gasping, My mind is racing, And whist death is upon me, My one and only thought is of you.
BuLL_ShEEt_BoX · Mon Jul 23, 2007 @ 11:06pm · 0 Comments |