to see and feel
feel the grass beneath my feet,
like a beautiful green sea
see the sky above me,
with clouds like cotton candy
see myself in the mirror,
see the hellish thing i have become
Look into myself to find,
that which died long ago.
Now i look into the face,
the doomed face i cant replace
the doomed life i have made
never able to go back
and now it begins
the feeling on my wrist
the blood trickling down my snow white skin
bright crimson against the satin
crushing down like a tide upon the shore
makes me feel again makes me happy
this is my curse forevermore.
by
XneurotoxicXposted on 04/12/2008
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