Friday, July 2, 2010

wristcutters

Why can’t it bleed?
Its my heart..
I know I said ‘would
Love to die..

Why can’t I sleep?
A dream awaits..
I know I said ‘wouldn’t
Believe a lie..

I lied to you honey
And loved to live..
Believed dreams instead
Slashed & bled..

So you were with a bleeder
White lies, all along..
Remember my Angelic glow?
Anemia, you know!

2 comments:

  1. I have read this before... suicidal?

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  2. i 'faint'ly remember, it started out as a frenzy to get of all old stuff..
    though now i do feel light headed..and too myopic to see my wrist :)

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