::: Drips from the Cut :::
May. 17th, 2003 01:47 amI hold the knife
and try to remember where to make the cut
one quick slice
I scream
as the blood drips from the cut
I remember past mistakes
and lost friendships
wonder where you went
I watch
the red pool grow
as the blood drips from the cut
have I always been like this?
when did I lose my sanity?
why can't I see what's going on?
what's wrong with me?
thoughts race through my mind
as the blood drips from the cut
now I wonder
why
I've done another stupid thing
I gasp for breath
I feel weaker
this time the mistake is fatal
as the blood drips from the cut
my blood falls to the floor
because I've been foolish
once again
and try to remember where to make the cut
one quick slice
I scream
as the blood drips from the cut
I remember past mistakes
and lost friendships
wonder where you went
I watch
the red pool grow
as the blood drips from the cut
have I always been like this?
when did I lose my sanity?
why can't I see what's going on?
what's wrong with me?
thoughts race through my mind
as the blood drips from the cut
now I wonder
why
I've done another stupid thing
I gasp for breath
I feel weaker
this time the mistake is fatal
as the blood drips from the cut
my blood falls to the floor
because I've been foolish
once again