If
my insides
where as gritty
as my taste

would you still doubt
me?

Because every morning
when I wake
up from
my sleep

I get shivers
down my spine
remebering the things
you told me

last night

You make me sick
beyond my reasoning

Yet here I go
again

Playing doctor
Like I Do

Telling you
To keep the
sword away
from
Your Heart

Suicide isn't
As glorious
As a new start