Chapter 2 - SLICING VEINS
Submitted February 15, 2009 Updated February 15, 2009 Status Incomplete | A POEM ABOUT HOW I FEEL EVERY frackING DAY.
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Chapter 2 - SLICING VEINS
Chapter 2 - SLICING VEINS
Silver blades, Shine So Bright.
Scarlet Blood That Feels So Right.
I try to stop
But I can’t break free
This is who I have to be.
Life is getting harder everyday
And I just want to feel the cold metal
Slicing a vein.
Cutting all hIS problems away
His little silver blade will always stay
The edges cut through his very life
Blind to everything except for his silver knife
he hates what he does
he hates himself
But no one knows
And no one cares.
At the end of the day
he sleeps alone
No one to say
What’s he needs to hear
No one to say “I Love you Dear”
So one day he decides to say it him self
“Goodbye world, you laughed as I fell.
But I just wanted to feel what I felt on the inside, on the outside as well.”
Scarlet Blood That Feels So Right.
I try to stop
But I can’t break free
This is who I have to be.
Life is getting harder everyday
And I just want to feel the cold metal
Slicing a vein.
Cutting all hIS problems away
His little silver blade will always stay
The edges cut through his very life
Blind to everything except for his silver knife
he hates what he does
he hates himself
But no one knows
And no one cares.
At the end of the day
he sleeps alone
No one to say
What’s he needs to hear
No one to say “I Love you Dear”
So one day he decides to say it him self
“Goodbye world, you laughed as I fell.
But I just wanted to feel what I felt on the inside, on the outside as well.”
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