Skarlet Love

Knife

Love is broken loneliness outspoken
Take this knife in hand slide it slowly on my wrists on my thighs on my fists
Blood oozes now it's gushing love this pain south rushing

My parents hear me laughing and crying so close to bleeding out even close to dying

Then the door opens its bright I hear a scream this could only mean one thing I'm dead I drop my head in finality of life could have used a bullet but decided a knife.