Carved on my arm,
The words you have truly not seen,
Written in blood,
The things you have missed,
Cut through with hate,
Can’t you see it?
Your lies are killing me now,
I can’t survive,
Knowing all that I do,
It’s burning me from the inside,
You won’t see it,
It won’t shine through to you,
Your eyes are just blank voids,
Watch as the mirror shatters,
It won’t last long,
Not under the pressure you exert,
The ice has cracked,
And now I'm falling through,
The horrors consuming,
Darkness folding over,
Engulfing all that was loved,
Blinding you even more,
To the truths that are clearly marked,
Upon my arm are the words,
Carved with this knife,
Highlighted with the blood,
Seeping from the open wounds,
Your tears will be red,
Before they weep for me,
Carved here are the words,
If you opened your eyes up wide,
You’d see what I mean,
You’d see all you missed,
You'd have the signs all worked out,
You'd be able to save it,
Take away all my pain,
Help me free my mind,
All I want is for the love,
That so many have denied me,
And as they tears roll down,
The casket will be laid,
Not even then,
Will you see the pain I had,
When the knife is haded to you,
All you will see is red paint,
But we won’t see that yet,
I'll let the suffering run through you,
Then in the end,
When you work it all out,
It’ll hurt you just that much more.
