Here

[paintedred_]

When what you see is what you lack
When minds turn in to a slumping black
When excursion is your route
Here I'll be lacerating my wrists
Trickling blood onto the floor
Looking behind me a window; a door
You seem confused, checking my pulse
I've left
To another reality; one more false
Kiss my gun, and suck thy bullet
This spell is nothing to be contruded
I hate the way you label me
Troubled, day, dazed and seen
Reciprocate these thoughts of mine
I'll suck the life of ours intwine
So Here I Am; Here