lipstick from the last kiss goodbye

silent screams

Hurt me, hurt me
Hurt me again
O baby it feels so good

Now slit my wrist
Watch the blood spill onto the floor
Don’t help me
Just turn your back and walk away
To you it’s just a scratch

Again, again
Cut my throat
You’ll never have to listen to my cries
Leave me alone in the corner
Bleeding, silently screaming

I’ve left my heart for you on the table
Still beating with scares from the last guy like you
Just stand and look
It’s really nothing anyways

Most would look at me in dire need of help and say
“Look at this girl, call an ambulance! Call an ambulance!”
But oh no, not you
You know how good it makes me feel

I can’t take much more of this invigorating pain
Give me the vile of poison
I’ll drink it all
The poison runs through me
Burning the inside of me

The vile slips through my fingers
And crashes to the ground
Shattered all over the floor
Broken
Never to be the same again

You’ve never felt so good

Now stab me in the back
You’ve already let me go
It’s my time to die
I’m slipping away

See the blood on the floor?
The pools grow bigger by the second
Play in my blood
My poisoned blood

Now it’s your turn
It’s your turn to hurt
Can you feel my blood seeping into your skin?
Feel the poison run through your veins

Does it feel good darling?

-sarah miller, February 14 2004