Submissions by brokeneyes

cutting and slicing, breaking and bleeding
turning and gliding, crying and pleading
Blood seeps out, draining away
and i think 'tomorrow comes, a fresh new day'
but tomorrow never comes, and the cuts don't cease
the razor presses on, giving me a whole new release
the shame and despair, eating me alive
nothing to live for, i don't want to survive

the razor presses down slicing my wrist
turning and gliding, making a twist
the blood leaks out, my demons portrayed
the scars run deep, they do not fade
the tears roll down,  the pain i can feel
the hate, the deceit, it's all real
life is short, but mine will be shorter
my time is soon, my demons are running
warn hell; i am coming.