Cutting the pain away

by Rebecca   Dec 19, 2007


Slice it long, slice it thin
make it perfect, so you'll win.

your right of way, decisions yours'
no on to stop you, never again bored.

blood running thick, dripping on the floor
im not going to stop, all i want is more.

tears of sorrow, cold as ice
i give up, im done playing nice.

living in hell just isn't fair
my souls' slowly fading to who knows where.

im falling faster then i've ever known
feelings of love never to be shown.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments