lets cut together on this rainy day
and bleed from all our pores
our blood will surely find its way
from street curb drains to ocean shores
from ocean shores to the deep abyss
we will spread the latest plague
and when they question us for all this
our answers will be vague
we wont die if weve gotten this far
and those who think we will
well cut them open, leaving their chest ajar
for us, another kill
before the light even teases their eyes
we can throw their bodies amongst the seas
saltwater wounds, hear their cries
the melodious chime will set you free
from the deep abyss and volcanic rock
at the bottom of the ocean
blood shed will travel from dock to dock
carried by violent waves of emotion
and every bit of us, we will be known
the world will be aware
all our hardhips, ive cut to see bone
due to the lack of nurture and care
we cut because we have suffered
and we cut for the release
because we were never loved by our mothers
and our fathers were diseased
they cant seem to figure it out
what we need to heal
its not just a matter of our lips in a pout
we cant be treated as if our hearts dont feel
we, you and i, know it as addiction
we know it to be true to ourselves
unlike a novel made of fiction
we are not to be text pulled off the shelves
we are fighting the most brutal of wars
against our own inflicted person
yet we only yearn for more and more
the worst of the exertion
well, this rainy day has lasted while
the blade has not mistreated
its worth the cost of a broken smile
that times ago was defeated
we shall clean our wounds and call it days end
before we bleed a horrible death
it is in this time that our skin can mend
but thinking well stop dont hold your breath |
Submission Name: the red sea was influenced
