___i should take more time with this. but i didnt. but it still might make sense to some people.___

[pointblanksaint]

tell me again.
tell me once more.
tell me what we're doing this for.

what could be the reason.
that we would do this to ourselves.

tell me louder.
tell me till my ears bleed.
tell me i cant hear anymore.

my face was buried in the walls of my arms,
id hide from this world, like it or not.
i cant watch anymore.
the pointing fingers,
the faces,
the lonelyness made of me.
dig deeper, block out the light,
so no one can come in.

i am but a child.

to my room id go.
shut the door.
put the pillows round my head.
id hide from this world, like it or not.
i cant hear this anymore.
the fighting,
the arguing,
the sadness made in me.
burry my head deeper, block out the sound,
so no one can come in.

my senses now numb,
theres nothing more to block.
turns out it was all in my head.

so tell me again.
tell me once more.
tell me what im doing this for.

tell me louder.
tell me till my heart bleeds.
tell me i wont hear anymore.

stop the thought,
but hold the dream.
for now, hope for the things unseen.
this is our reason.
our reason to bleed.
so bleed on,
cause we know where it will lead.