Its Amazing How I’ve Wasted Away So Many Years
The Fabrication And The Bullshit While I Was Living In Fear
In My Head Are Thoughts That Repudiate To Be Cleared…
Here…
My Heart Is Obscure But My Soul Is Transparent
I Wrote These Lines While My Drugs Are Coherent
Grew Up Alone I Became Both Of My Parents
I Felt Cheaper Than 2$ Shoes On Clearance
As A Child I Played Alone In The Street
Played Kickball With No One Else To Compete
I Drew Love Stories In The Silk-Strewn Dust
I Never Knew A Person Who Defined That Word Trust
So For A Predominantly Sinful Nature I Began To Lust
After My First Break Up My Wrist Appeared Cut
People Thought I Was Insane But I Couldn’t Give A Fuck
I Watched My Blood Deplete And Drew Pictures On The Floor
Little Did I Know This Would Soon Be My Suicidal Galore
I Tried To Paint The Sky Red It Was My New Daily Chore
Look At My Arms Tell Me What Do You See?
The Indescribable Scars That Are Attached To Me
I Can Taste The Blood I Can See It Glisten
You Can Hear It Scream If You Closely Listen
Its Pitch Black With The Drip Drop Sounds
The Puddle Spilled On The Floor Is So Profound
I Press Harder With The Blade…
…Til My Heart Stops Its Drumming Sound
…Goodbye…