Jan 07, 2005 23:16
throat parched, eyes of fire
glaring down a white wall
hating everything in me
but wishing... for more
watch the blood flow slowly
pierce the skin grab it out
let it be til the wound runs dry
the sooner i leave,
the better it will be
cant wait to choke and die
as soon as i have the courage
i will dissappear unnoticed