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by Leah Jul 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
A sunset moon, glossy sky, no tears shall form in these eyes. Together surrounded by your tender touch, I grad your hands, it's you I clutch. Never forever, must not let go, in the wind, are souls will blow. You said you loved me, that I made you sweat, Now you hand me the butt, off your last cigarette. And I find you with her, just sitting under the moon, and I stand here staring, but not a feeling of gloom. Just I watch you touch her, as you placed your arms once around me, I'm slaughtered I'm crushed, My heart is to damaged to free. Set fire to my hands, that I am God, because my romance was a common fraud. He slit my heart, and now I'm practically dead, I watch all around me, droplets of dread. In that flash, my parents sweetly break up, maybe they didn't care, they didn't give a f..UK. An endless rhythm of revenge growing inside, into my blade I discretely confide. Must your still with her, when you broke up with me, shunt run away, shunt be freed. And my world is turning, as I change to insane, yet in your heart your so icy and vein. And I run as my heart blows, and tears stain my face, its almost I'm walking in a physical race. I thrash at my walls, and finally find my dads razor, my heart thuds so fast, what must I try to concur? My feet place the floor, and finally I decide that your a memory no more. I thrust you behind your back, blood spits in my face, as you watch me attack. I take my razor and slit your throat, you didn't even gasp, you didn't even choke. And its like I'm covered in rose petals on the floor, and I feel my heart repair itself at your expense some more. But these rose petals are now leaking out your blood, and I realize, your dead and what Ive done. I know its all over... You didn't get the girl. You will never have me... And Im poking invisible rose thorns into your throat to make it clear to me, that your dead, and my heart is clearly satisfied again. I gather up all my hurt, and sparkle it all around him, yes my pain is now his, and he feels the thorns of my razor blades kisses...