~* This poem is XxI Hate MyselfxX continued, it...
I don't want to be like this...

Red wine the color of crimson
crimson the color of blood...

Love comes from deep within
like something from a dream...

~I know it is long, but please read it, it brings...
what was it that brought this life to me...

Ever wondered why we do it
Why we create more ‘pain...

I wanna know why
why i am what i am...

Crimson wrists from a tortured soul
hatred flames from a broken heart...

Is this me?
Tell me why...

How is this me
I really don’t know...

Laugh at me
mock me...

The noises you poisoned me with
the voices that you broke me with...

Its me all alone in this small world
No one left, there or here...