one of my old poems
Savor My Decaying Body
Awake in to the night, bleeding for the wrists
Drowning in fear, not seeing so clear,eyes focused on me
I'm center stage, evey one can see my rage
What is my purpose? Why can i reach the surface?
A bitter man in a perfect world, a fantasy being blown away
With my thumb on the pulse and my finger on the trigger
suddenly my eyes get wider
forever is not long enough,kill me if you must
I love my self way to much
The twisted way i use this knife, the twisted way i take this life
Broken, torn out of reality, locked in the abyss A bloody kiss
A life I use to miss, while I,m starved for conversation
laying naked in a puddle, my lips sewn shut
All you'll hear is the muffle.
Setno Moonheart
Awake in to the night, bleeding for the wrists
Drowning in fear, not seeing so clear,eyes focused on me
I'm center stage, evey one can see my rage
What is my purpose? Why can i reach the surface?
A bitter man in a perfect world, a fantasy being blown away
With my thumb on the pulse and my finger on the trigger
suddenly my eyes get wider
forever is not long enough,kill me if you must
I love my self way to much
The twisted way i use this knife, the twisted way i take this life
Broken, torn out of reality, locked in the abyss A bloody kiss
A life I use to miss, while I,m starved for conversation
laying naked in a puddle, my lips sewn shut
All you'll hear is the muffle.
Setno Moonheart