How could you grab my hand knowing
Knowing what I go through
Knowing I love you
And I'm hidden
I'm hidden in the darkest corner
The darkest crease of your love
Your words bring joy to me
Yet your actions bring disappointment
Don't let me slip deep into
Deep into those brown eyes of yours
Knowing
Knowing you'll break my heart
Break my heart once again

My body aches when you're gone
Not the typical aches
Internal ones
I mean the ones where your stomach
Turns knots
The one that leaves incisions on the heart
You tore me apart
You always played the game just a little better
But I wasn't playing a game
I was the target

13 slices of hell embedded on my wrist,
glowing bright red from beneath my bracelets.

No matter how much I try to suppress her art...
She paints her master pieces like gems
hidden in the dark.

Lucent,my cuts are there and
she no longer wants to be concealed.

I pile on more bracelets.
Trying to contain her brilliant works of art.

But instead of disappearing...
she takes out brush ready to sear,
"Elizabeth,I want them to know that I'm here."

I will rip my veins apart
and then my mind will be at peace
for a while

My wrist will pour blood
I need it to bleed
or bead

I am counting the seconds
till this can happen
5..4..3..2..1..

I am now content
with the results
but I'm getting dizzy

I can hear sirens
the sound is getting stronger
is it coming for me?


(lcb)