I just wish i could let my crimson tears flow through my open corrupted veins....

And with this knife as I tear at my wrists, I know in the end that I will not be missed..........

You, my friend, who struggles and fights, you were there till the end of that terible night......

Watch me die no longer I am alive
My purpose no more... I live for Christ
Dead to sin, only begin, imagine what\'s for Soldier of Christ
Changed with a new beginning, bl d of the lamb, white washed sins

- underoath

Forgive me God for all of these years of my transgressions
I cry renewed, I cry renewed This world means nothing to me
My life changed I now see Crucified with Christ,

-underoath

Tried to cry out from the inside, but I guess my soul did not pour itself out enough
Blood on the walls, flaming black, blood on the walls,
I saw you staring through the cracks

-underoath

I pressed the blace to my wrist, felt the blood flow and knew my pain would flow like my crimson tears........

Dance upon my grave, and hear the Angels weep, do not cry for me my love, for there I do not sleep....

K luk, i no ur all gona h8 me bt unles i fly a banner ova all ur houses im neva gona get u 2 read ma poems, so im down on bended knees, plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! i cnt think o nefink 2 rite n need sum constructiv criticism.... thnx lol
holly
xXx

I hate having this inside of me,
this horrible need,
the only way to make it stop,
is to slice my heart and make it bleed.....