I sigh and draw a shallow breath
I wipe a tear and wish for death.
dragging the blade with a heavy heart
the end has come before the start.
I gave my all, there's nothing left
a final goodbye, a last caress.
pale white skin, rich scarlet blood
scars taint the surface & stain like mud.
people look... they stop and stare.
unjustly judging, it isn't fair
peek thru the curtain, and past the veil
into my own twisted hell.
my facade has broken no longer brave-now they know I wish for the grave.
