Deaths first kiss

Bleeding from cuts too deep
Horrid dreams even though i don’t sleep
Wishing silently that i wasn’t alone
Hoping that i could get a life of my own
Slashing at skin, running out to fast
Knowing happiness was a thing from my past
Looking at my reflection
The mirror breaks, no more perfection
Wishing i could go back to you
But we both know, theres nothing you can do
Missing the days of utter bliss
Cutting my wrist, tasting deaths first kiss

Rhys
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