• As I stare at the blood stained surface,
    now i know it wasen't meant to hurt us
    It feels so good, it feels so calm
    A sense of security a pleasurable wrong
    Shatter my heart shatter my dreams,
    I stare into their lifeless eyes and hear their silent screams
    The fire of anger, the fire of hate washing away thier pain
    The things we see, the years that we cry.
    Nothing as it seems,
    I shut the lights out and shut myself in,
    The blade growing closer , closer to skin
    With each stroke of my flesh I become closer to death,
    He stares at my window,
    He knocks at my door
    He sees my carpet my blood stained floor
    A victem of life, a child of pain,
    a bloodied corpse,self-slain
    I hunger no more for sanity in life,
    I hunger no more for self sacrifice.


    written by kindal