many answers come to mind,
many indeed.
the answers to my questions,
they questions that constantly fill my head.
answers come in multiples,
but only one sticks out.
blood seems the best to deal,
thats when the razor comes about.
i know i shouldnt do it,
but sometimes i seems the best.
the way to end the questions
and kill the horible zest.
so the blood trickles to the floor,
from my fresh cut wrist.
covers all the self doubt and questions
with a freaky twist.
-the dark princess |