Bleeding thoughts
Help me my friend I am bleeding...

Blood and the pill
The many times you’ve done this...

Knives come to mind,
When those devious manipulative little nothings...

Rolled up
Huddled in a corner...

Tie me down with your words
Let me drown...

Here I lie and here I give to you my heart,
Do with it as you wish but please do not make it...

How did it ever happen
how did it come to this...