Death is Forgiveness
I wrote this in math class thinking about last night, it's called Death is Forgiveness:
I can't stand his skin that contains me,
I need to tear it away, don't try and refrain me.
Myself purified by a knife,
please don't consider it an attempt on my life.
A physical manifestation of those wounds already inflicted,
by others as well as myself.
Don't feel guilty, this is one thing you couldn't of predicted.
Don't waste your time, it's to far gone now to help.
The remnants of my pain,
scattered before an uncoming train.
Pick them up.
Today was okay, I got to see Chantel and that always rocks. Roxanne was wearing a preppie Ramones shirt, I asked her what her favorite Ramones song was, and that reveiled the fact that she doesn't even listen to the fucking Ramones. Fuck you you poser scum bags.
I got my brother into the shins, el wooto.
I can't stand his skin that contains me,
I need to tear it away, don't try and refrain me.
Myself purified by a knife,
please don't consider it an attempt on my life.
A physical manifestation of those wounds already inflicted,
by others as well as myself.
Don't feel guilty, this is one thing you couldn't of predicted.
Don't waste your time, it's to far gone now to help.
The remnants of my pain,
scattered before an uncoming train.
Pick them up.
Today was okay, I got to see Chantel and that always rocks. Roxanne was wearing a preppie Ramones shirt, I asked her what her favorite Ramones song was, and that reveiled the fact that she doesn't even listen to the fucking Ramones. Fuck you you poser scum bags.
I got my brother into the shins, el wooto.