Broken Angel

Rip off my wings cut my wrists and watch the blood pour from my veins.

Fallen agan broken agan but why am I surprised its always the same .

Darkness is me, darkness is where I belong light is gone there is nothing left for  me .

Hollow are my eyes, cold is my heart .

The thoughts of death always come to take me .

Why cant death him self come and take me away .

Cutting is my only excape I hate breathing the air of this fucked up world.

Going silent no longer speaking is the best thing for me .

Fallen, broken , crying ,screaming anyone hear me no I think not .

Darkness is where I belong its where I need to be there is no light left inside me.

Cutting is the onlything that saves me from my pain .

Now if only I could just cut a little deeper and end it all....