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by Spike Aug 23, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My life is my death, my passion my pain, i cannot rest, because of this strain. the hurt that you gave me, the things that you did, will always be, the scars that i hid. you never believed in, any of my dreams, you through your sins, tore me apart at the seams. I know you wont care, when i die today, you wont even stare, you'll just walk away. you played with my heart, like i was some sort of game, you tore me apart, and left me in pain. anguish you left me, stuck in my soul, were it will be, digging a hole. my being is tattered, unfixably broken, my heart it has shattered, now that you've spoken. never again, will i make this mistake, never again, will my heart ever break. I'll make myself numb, so i cannot feel, my best friend is rum, my pain it shall steal. i know that i, will never love again, because i know that I'll die, tonight by my hand. my burning desire, to see blood on my skin, is like a raging fire, burning within. touching me deeply, are the knives that i hold, their melody sweetly, making me cold. staining my clothes, are my red crimson tears, releasing my woes, pains and my fears. I'll remember your face, when i eventually die, and my soul leaves this place, and my bodies left to lie. I'll be alone, were darkness surrounds me, cold as a stone, trapped like a bee. even in death, i cannot escape, even without breath, your lies still take shape. i lay in torment forever, never the light shall i see, cuz your memory will never, again let me be free.