Watching the rain fall from the sky. feeling the blood drain from my veins.
so different yet so similar. pain=happiness rain=happiness. as my blood flows down my arm its happiness it brings to me.
taking my knife to break more skin.
it almost seems like I've done no harm. now that I'm dead don't cry for me.
lay me outside, on the grass. let the rain clean my pain.
just leave me be, dint cry for me.
i took my knife i watched me bleed i couldn't stop i needed to see to see more blood to see the rain wash it away..
