Too Far, Too Late, Oops my mistake...

April 2, 2010
By , Highland Heights, KY
Until we die
Pierced and inked
Until we reach the brink
Of insanity
Made just for me

Mutilated, Beyond repair
To see the scars, best be prepared
Say that we're done
In all places, but one
Cause we'll carry on
Until we are gone
Burning, cutting, scarring, hard.
Until our bodies are completly marred
Facing the end when it's barely begun
Until it comes down to one
Cut, bullet, bottle of pills, jump
All that's left is a decomposing lump
Pouring liquid regret onto the floor
All because they wanted more.

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lifeisajourney This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 28, 2010 at 6:07 pm
this is great its really ture keep writing
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