These cuts bleed
The devils seed
Nobody notices
Nobody cares
Always ignored
Never noticed
I begin to feel better
As my wrists get redder
I just want to forget
To quit being reminded
Of the past behind me
I just want to live in peace
No more emotions
No more pain
Only happiness
Is that too much to ask
I often think of the fall
I often think of deaths call
And someday soon
under light of the moon
I will answer....
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 8:14 PM UTC
These cuts bleed
The devils seed
Nobody notices
Nobody cares
Always ignored
Never noticed
I begin to feel better
As my wrists get redder
I just want to forget
To quit being reminded
Of the past behind me
I just want to live in peace
No more emotions
No more pain
Only happiness
Is that too much to ask
I often think of the fall
I often think of deaths call
And someday soon
under light of the moon
I will answer....