Today when I see your wrists and your cuts that disgusts me in this way.
The way that makes me want to make lacerations across your neck, something about you that
made me this way.
Don't ask why, you don't know me, don't judge me, you're rotten, you're a piece of shit to me.
So try and stop to say you " loved me." Just to be shot down by the dark poem, life...
When fire bleeds from the skies and you're eyes. I might reconsider, untill then this dark verse is just for
Try and escape your nightmare. You're a shame and you know it. You think this is just a mask, something about me you know ofmy past. Let me take it, I'm going to drown it. Too my mind, you've been barely on the plagued edge of the living, I couldn't want to push you off and watch for your last breath to excape your spoiled lips. Are you going to fall on my hope, will you trip of the faultering edge. Escaping my fathomed hate?..
To the silence of your slaughter, my hand to tighten the nuss of barbed wire. Come on I dare you. Make my day. This crazy place of hate. You think you can't find love, no wonder why, you're fucking mistakes have caughten up with you, about time, I was getting sick of waiting. For this complaining, I'll enjoy your suffocating. Stop teasing with the riddle you wont get it right, your eyes assume love that wont happen. For that alone, you should be burried already.
Do you not like this hollow place in my chest. It echoes back with every tap. Does it make you proud, cut yourself a heart on your wrist, take it off and wear it on your shoulder. Maybe you can find a lover with simple tastes. The kind that only you can give. I think of you go into a crowd with those scars and that eye liner you adore so much, then I will look at your tombstone which I promised.
Don't bother to ask why, I wont answer, If I cared you would know. Stop judging me like you knew me. If you did then why the kisses from the blade, why the tears of jelousy, maybe you could've know me without the obsession. Fucking stop, I don't care, you're a rotting in the ground for all I could care. Today tommorow, I wont ever see your face. Stop obsessing, scream in your misery, think I'll hear, think I'll shed even a tear? This heart is hollow, can't you hear the solo pounding of my fist to my chest. Listen carefully.
Drift of the plauged edge. One thing was right though, you're not wanted and never were, sorry, but it's true. Somewhere you know it, you're assumptions gone wrong, far from change.
Now rather then shedding those meaningless tears let's get to the finaly of this dark verse. Let's tighten that nuss and let you fall, I'm tired of peering into your decietful eyes.