the cutters aliby |
I sit here in the dark cabnit just awaiting for the beat to know that my face shall have no defeat. Just to see that black will soon fade as the night turns to grey to see the blue escape the night un...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Mar 2009 14:11:00 GMT |
flee |
I'm lost in this wilderness weird things come about trapped in this memory of anguish and dout will it ever let me be let me sit and cry so free will my blade be so nice to end it here to end it t...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Feb 2009 19:09:00 GMT |
a gash on man-do |
A gash on man-do but quite a few
Scars are reborn
From the words of you
Left solim empty torn and forgotten but will remain in the treasure of thawsin
You ever wonder why so much blood wel...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Feb 2009 08:31:00 GMT |
delicate flower |
Twist around
Trow it up
No more eating
Your fat enough
Deeper deeper
The knife slips in
How long might take
To reach my fate
Handle with care my heart repeats as it is tearing and fallin...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Feb 2009 08:12:00 GMT |
The sinister with in |
The sin keeps pouring from my wrist.
Wraped up in royal bliss. Taking the razor and cleaning my vains.
You dirty fag
My body likes to scream looking at the reflection and then I start to bleed. ...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Feb 2009 05:51:00 GMT |
an exit |
There isn't an exit for what I feel inside only the blood can escape from the prison in my mind I can't take this moment and wrap it up tight through it in the garbage and forget that that was mine. T...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Feb 2009 22:33:00 GMT |
you said lies :( |
you said you loved me and said that you cared well were are you know??? the world is crashin at my feet i feel the hate that you once hide from me...i love you i do and i cant seem to let go... i wan...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Feb 2009 10:22:00 GMT |
Depression on my good side :( |
i right my finnal good byes here i am with my fucked up life i finnaly am taking my final stoke and hope to wake up in a place i can call homei have seen some things that i wished i didntand believed ...
Posted by on Wed, 28 May 2008 19:32:00 GMT |
The Jackle Box |
blood starts to trickaling as the blade starts kissingmy life is to see its doombefore the noisy christmas life is just a jackle boxjust waiting to be broke here in my hand i hold the note that holds ...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 00:43:00 GMT |
why is it |
when things go right i turn them wrong the ones i love i left them or turned on them why is it that nothing goes right i always do my best yet it is not good enough well please help me figure this out...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 19:47:00 GMT |
