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- Im decorating my skin with death as art Just to let you know that you took part In the killing of me, destroying of me You were the ones that set my life free Slits 1,2,3,and 4, are for the tears fallin to the floor
- Glide the blade so much deeper down For in my own blood, my life shall drown Slits 5 and 6 are for words you spoke
- On your anger and hatred I slowly choked
- Such words of hate from my so called friends
- Just to let you know, you made my life end
- I was living for you at so many times Just crying my blood and writing my rhymes
- So much crimson has leaked from these tattered veins
- I was bound by deaths call and depressions chain
- But still I stayed living, in my own hell Just living for you, hoping all would turn well
- But my angels who I thought I knew Turned out to be the reason that I flew You never thought Id have the guts To end my life with these suicide cuts There was more to me than you could know
- And Im telling you this: I have to go Your words bound my heart in chains of pain
- And the tears kept falling, again and again
- Then the knife appeared and the crimson leaked
- And my cheeks suddenly turned tear streaked In the words of a famous singer,
- This I say to you "Look at you like fuck you, all the shit I been through"
- So as those words of hatred poison this worlds air I wonder if when you find me, would you even care
- Because I wasn't coping, even though
- I said I was fine I couldn't find a place in this world that was mine
- So read the scars all down my pale right arm
- I died from suicide, from my own self harm
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