Pushing Suicide

Point your finger at me
Mark me with your indiscretion
Claim that I have no place to remain
View all my scarlet inlays as just a teenage renegade
And peel me of my masquerade

An ash in the mist of dust is I
I failed to conform to your life..
So you just left me to die.

Pour your lambs blood across my skin
Say you'll cleanse me as you tear me limb to limb
Feel my hands shake
Watch me as I trace another vein
I bleed to gain...
Bleed to feel..
Bleed to become real

A raven with broken wings is I
Directionless, and can't figuire out how to fly
So I'm left on my own cold and dead inside

So far down I'm now blind
Wallowing in my own catatonic conspiration
Mind isolated and dedicated to the thought of suicide
If I lay down tonight I might just drift
Fade away with a knick of a blade

This crimsoned skin makes me feel again...
Feel that I can't be real
Feel that I want to be blind
Feel that I don't want my wounds to heal
Feel that I want to be so deaf, so far gone
Feel that I no longer want to be
Feel the infection burn within me

This hurt
This pain
It was never a game
This threat is real...
I no longer want to feel
I just want the memories to suffocate
The pain and I to fade