undead
Greenlighter
there are days when i could pass a razor through the same wound time and time again, until the wound becomes my will to saw right through the bone. i could let the blood drain down my arm and drip off my fingertips... it could fill the kitchen sink until the faucet's tip is touching red. my skin would turn a darker shade of greyish blue, the bruises pass completely through my limbs and show promise on the other side. chipping off the skin of my knuckles as i displace the shards off glass, splintered wood, whatever makes me feel so much pain that i think its time to stop, but it only makes me want to fuckin do it again, to forget how much it hurt and have a new kind of anger to learn to cope with.
so much for the days of feeling great
and happy grins they come and go
but they dont come around here so much
now when i smile its covered in blood
i extend my hand to shake that of a new found "friend"
skin to scars they wonder why
dont bother asking
im sure our time together will be short
you cant find comfort in the bottom of an empty bottle
but break that bottle and youll find hope in the broken glass
i cry alone because i cant accept defeat
i bleed because i care, not because i hurt
i wince because i lose sight of what i really want
and all that is is closure
oh how the fuck was i to know that you'd be on your way
to save me while im at my worst you never cared to say
a bit too late you were... you showed up at my door
but it was locked to ensure that i would die alone
so much for the days of feeling great
and happy grins they come and go
but they dont come around here so much
now when i smile its covered in blood
i extend my hand to shake that of a new found "friend"
skin to scars they wonder why
dont bother asking
im sure our time together will be short
you cant find comfort in the bottom of an empty bottle
but break that bottle and youll find hope in the broken glass
i cry alone because i cant accept defeat
i bleed because i care, not because i hurt
i wince because i lose sight of what i really want
and all that is is closure
oh how the fuck was i to know that you'd be on your way
to save me while im at my worst you never cared to say
a bit too late you were... you showed up at my door
but it was locked to ensure that i would die alone

thank you