Broken
a rip in my skin
red tears that flow from every vein
pumping, thump-dumping
each liter flows out of me
I can see you crying
wishing i hadnt begged you
because each run of my knife
a plee of enchantment
slide
love me
cut
need me
slice
want me
wanting to forget
Im trying to cut you off of me
My palms are deep red with a
desire for love in my world
if you were a sculpter
you would have chisseled my clear tears away
and replaced them with the
pain only
red glass can show
as it falls from my eyes
each bloody drop
cuts me.
and they sting on my cheeks
salt in my wounds
they say Ill be better
they say Ill be content
eventually
but i cant find my image of you
and i cant find the comfort in dying
if the pain wont go away,
i'll try to cut it off
now my veins are crying out to you.
10:46 pm - Wednesday, Oct. 09, 2002
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