My Loss, Your Heart

[evrythinqelse]

So today sucked, I'm tired of all of this. I don't want to go to school anymore, glad it's the weekend. Not like it matters.
Not like I'll do anything different.I don't know.
So much for not talking. Your a lot of help. You must make everyone feel so much better.
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. I'm sick of everything.

Skins blush red with deadly intent,
a missile with no chance to miss.
It's a game of better odds
with a slight of hand but the worst outcome.
Bet my heart as one last glance but lost it all.
To her, her game, she won the only one.
Bite marks on her shoulder,
not from me,
a gleam of wit but sighs of regret from her.
My loss,
(don't get involved...)
my eyes,
(I'm falling)
remember this the next time you cry!
Sleep now it's over,
wipe the tears from your eyes
pour warm water and crack the ice that covers your heart.
Bleed.
You deserve this.
You asked for it.
You should have meant it.
you should have of warned
So break away,
never tell me a thing,
no guilt!
You'll rip through me,
take want and leave!
Only warming up.
We're dying.
My...last..breath.