Caution: I'm Corrupted
Caution I'm corrupted
You could taste the danger on my lips
Sacred answers to crucial questions
Flowing from my wrists
Crimson are the promises
Venom, the despair
Sliced are my wrists
My heart is this tear
Hollow is this moment
I am so sedated
All this emotion
Is who I've hated
My tears have washed me clean
This pillow suffocates my silent screams
I've been stolen of my sanity
A victim of breathing
This razor blade it makes me numb, the tension in my eyes is piercing
These symptons could be fatal
I'm bleeding out my dreams
My breath is fading as fast as my mascara
Life isn't as curable as it seems
by
S0MEthiNGxShATtEREDposted on 05/23/2007
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