bored in first period...

[crimsonreasons]

everything comes and goes,
yet still no one knows,
the pain seeping into my veins,
like heroin intoxicating my brain,

no one knows what it's like,
to want to paint with a bloody knife,
to express and relax,
with the chop of an axe,

thinking is all i can do,
plotting ways to help you through,
ending the pain with that you deal,
with acid and blades made of steel,

you infidel you amuse me so,
but you should know it's time to go,
final words and one last breath,
sealing your fate with the word death.