The scars are fading
not wanting them to go
mys wrist, still waiting
temping me towards the next slaughter show
blood splatters the crowd in my head
gathered to see the freak show
in my mind i'm still debating
if you'll be the one I choke
veins are pumping
blue with hatered
do I answer their calls
their scream hypnotize and welcome
hands are shaking
red with confusion
do I answer their calls
so hypnotic and welcome
dark purple and pink outline my past
can you see it
see my stories screaming
deeper and deeper
the rain of my tears
washes away my chalk outline
planing placement
clenching teeth
don't look away
Do I have what it takes