Hold me down,
My body is limp with exhaustion.
Breathe in toxic fumes,
Death parts...
Not from me.
I bleed no more,
No less,
Than needed to die.
Cry for my absence,
Many will not.
Destroy the thing living inside of me,
Leave scars and bruises on the outside.
I try and fail,
Lock myself in a circle of endless morbidity.
Meaningless attempts of mine to escape,
They save me once again.
Stabbed hearts, hopes, wishes to be free,
I feel to die...
Again |
