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By Mercy Echenique Date: 2009 Apr 24 Comment on this Work [[2009.04.24.20.00.16516]] |
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Death of a friend, sickness, rape, and suicide. No one knows all the pain I go through inside. At random times, I stand alone and cry. Don't even know why I try, These tears, they need someone to dry, Open my eyes and elimanate the fingers that pry. Why must life be so hard, Unwanted, useless like a card. So much blood caused by the blade, Cut my heart out, watch me die, slayed, Walk away, think nothing of me, played. All this excruciating pain, Its literally making me go insane. I cut to release pressure, its a sense of relief. So many scars you'd be in disbelief. The feeling it leaves behind is an orgasmic vibration, I really enjoy this fantastic sensation, It makes me forget about civilization, Forget how big is the population, Get lost in my imagination, While I drift off in my mind for a vacation, It doesn't matter where the location, As long as I get to look at the constellation, Letting go of useless information, Just thinking of man kind and creation, And how I feel cold and alone in isolation. A crimson river flows, How deep no one knows. Taking this sharp object, use it to rid away the pain, Drip drop goes the blood, oops, I think I left a stain, There goes the blood, slowly down the drain, Am I really this insane? Drive fast, steer off the lane, Off the bridge and plunge to your death Go out high on coke or meth. My body will be washed away, My words trapped within me, never being able to say, Any words could have been good, But I don't think you ever understood. I am not here to satisfy your thirst, Sexual activities shouldn't come first. As bad as I want you, is it really worth all this? Yes you I will truly miss, Also your laugh, your smile, that kiss. I guess you loving me will only be a dream, Cuz you never loved me, always full of scheme. I wish you wouldn't think I was only here to please. And You'll never know the secret I hid beneath my sleeves. |