I am watching your blood gush, do you feel a rush?!
Who am I? Just a hallucination from your loss of blood its fine.
Yes it's exciting isn't it to feel this alive do it slower and feel the flesh unbind as though placing a blade to a piece of twine and in your mind remembering the time, as I uh.. death creeps up from behind.
Remember that, the limit has come and what you did must be undone.
Soon Though soon you shall eat from deaths spoon, as when you start I will tilt your hand and My moment will be grand.
As they go deeper than before and cause you to gush so much more blood than ever before.
"hahahahahahahahahah!" Yes! Laugh it all away on this day, you are close to throw your life away.
A cutters soul untainted by the stain of their own blood, but by foolish pride to shout and let it all out.
To find solution to their pain, to stand alone and fight again and deny this bliss of dark disdain and try to become whole again.
Praying their silence louder than their hidden tear yet people will hardly care and some pleased that you're not there and in my care no lies I swear...
But what do I know right these scars on my wrist weren't from no knife and I never had a life ahahahaha!
What's that? what's with this scythe? Oh don't you mind about that let me just place this behind my back and in fact here let me help you with that!
You seem hesitant now though, did you change your mind.You know I have no complaint about what you do such a pretty wasteful thing as you.
Shh shhh shhh it will all be over soon. I am what you seek I am your end of the line.
So stop fearing me, stop and don't pretend, if its death you seek?!
Then my princess PLEASE PLEASE CUT DEEP!!! AHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
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Daily Dose
PoetryEveryday I will add one of my poems here, Each poem you will see was written off an emotion/emotions I was feeling at the time. Some may be dark so it's okay to look away. Any art seen may not be mine, and is just used to set the mood. The poems how...
