As I sit here alone in my room watching the wispy curtains blow in the breeze,I slowly bend down and fall to my knees,my needles come down with me,I slowly pierce my arms,till they bleed and start running,I never knew my heart could be broken badly,I now have my heart hanging from my chest,the butchers knife laying on my lap,I still have that ring you gave me,but it's no longer crystal white,it's now a bloody pink,I used my sewing skills,but not to make a quilt,no now it's something that silences me,literally,my lips are a bloody mess as I smile with my lips sewn together,I can feel the string tug at my flesh,it doesn't hurt a bit,I've been arguing with myself over whether I should sew my eyes too,so I wouldn't have to look at this dark cruel world,I giggle through the gaps in my mouth and rock back and forth singing a dark lullaby in my head,the freezing air pierces my bones,my hair has knots,the only pain I feel is my torn apart heart,yet it still beats slowly but surely,It burns seeing you every now and then_
um I'm not quite done with this i wrote it during school don't take it personally people i would never do this to myself.thanks for reading and tell me What you think so far.
