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by Blah Blah Blahhhh Dec 25, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I need to confess Yet i must warn you These confessions aren't pleasant. I am not proud of them Yet most do i not regret. For you see they are a part of me. Don't fret, once said out loud They aren't as bad. Though they where meant to be You see I have to confess. I don't understand myself This is no normal confession Just listen. I tore out a heart I ate it too Yes I broke his heart I saw him eat himself away But it was my own teeth i saw tearing it into shreds His blood spilled When his hand lifted I saw my own stab his heart. I've done this many times. But never have I cared. I have a confession. For here is my worst sin. I fell in love, Then I murdered him.