Let my rot in the waters
Let me brun in the fires...

Love is s*h*i*t*
when i was little...

Sweet little flower you are
Your mamas perfect child...

I lay drenched in blood
trapped in the woods...

Trace the skin above my vein
Until the purple becomes red...

A little black hole
carved in my body...

"Sweet dreams" I said to my sprawled...
"Sleep well" I said to my burned hair...

I sit here on the floor
My toes curled...

I hold my breath
Let it all fade away...

A tear sheds past my face
leave a scar in its place...

It’s funny how everyone can c u from the...
That people can’t see your fears...

"you can see me can't you?" i beg
but i hear not one reply...