Still Breathes

November 3, 2011
By Anonymous

Ripping, shredding
This heart to pieces
I am nothing, endless neediness
Blood red roses stain your clothes
And death so cold it soaks your soul
Drowning, freezing
Your all alone
Bereft, you look down at yourself
Self- hatred, staining the blade red
As you cut and cut
Chop and saw
Can't you see the end at all?
Water fills your eyes..
This monster..
So dead inside..
Still breathes, Still cries..


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