Post by Deathtothecrown2435 on Mar 3, 2012 4:11:28 GMT -5
Pain wanders all over my body and
It searches for a crevasse it has not reached yet.
When it finds a new chasm in my body
It pierces then muscle and tissue
It perforates the skin and the emotion there.
Was it all a game when I trusted you?
I showed you my life and everything that I was and now I am no longer.
You can shut me out and keep a distance but I just want you close and here,
making me feel safe as you once did.
Now it pains me to go back on my promise.
You’ll never notice how I feel again will you?
If you saw me lying on the floor bleeding in front of you,
You would just step over my body, leaving me there for someone else to deal with my mess.
He came in and tried to help me, loving and caring for me utterly.
I never thought I would be able to love again, yet somehow you led me to believe I could.
But I still love you, and your painful ways.
Your piercing tip, and splitting edge.
I miss you.
I miss the glint and glare you once gave me.
I miss your blade, cutting through all the words that hurt me.
The aftermath of it all just draws me near you again.
I never thought I’d be so self destructive, but that’s who I am today.
People asking me if I am happy and I smile and fake.
Fake the happiness I don’t deserve, and the smile I shouldn’t bare.
I never should have thought I did.
If I deserve anything it is to take my cool, helpful, desirable knife, and slit my throat open.
It would be my blood to ooze out, sprit out, a fountain of blood splattering the walls and my limp body.
It searches for a crevasse it has not reached yet.
When it finds a new chasm in my body
It pierces then muscle and tissue
It perforates the skin and the emotion there.
Was it all a game when I trusted you?
I showed you my life and everything that I was and now I am no longer.
You can shut me out and keep a distance but I just want you close and here,
making me feel safe as you once did.
Now it pains me to go back on my promise.
You’ll never notice how I feel again will you?
If you saw me lying on the floor bleeding in front of you,
You would just step over my body, leaving me there for someone else to deal with my mess.
He came in and tried to help me, loving and caring for me utterly.
I never thought I would be able to love again, yet somehow you led me to believe I could.
But I still love you, and your painful ways.
Your piercing tip, and splitting edge.
I miss you.
I miss the glint and glare you once gave me.
I miss your blade, cutting through all the words that hurt me.
The aftermath of it all just draws me near you again.
I never thought I’d be so self destructive, but that’s who I am today.
People asking me if I am happy and I smile and fake.
Fake the happiness I don’t deserve, and the smile I shouldn’t bare.
I never should have thought I did.
If I deserve anything it is to take my cool, helpful, desirable knife, and slit my throat open.
It would be my blood to ooze out, sprit out, a fountain of blood splattering the walls and my limp body.