Too Deep...

by *tegan   Jan 25, 2005


I find the blade
i pick it up
i slice it through
and feel the rush

i watch the blood
i start to cry
and think of how
i want to die

i sit back
enjoy the pain
i pick up the blade
and cut again

then my hand
drops the blade
i can feel my life
begin to fade

this time i
cut too deep
and now i shall rest
in eternal sleep

whats done is done
my life is through
and theres nothing that
they can do

i hear them scream
they start to cry
i exhale my breath
and slowly die...

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  • 19 years ago

    by A Broken Bleeding Soul

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