Jun 28, 2005 11:31
I'm not sure when i wrote this. but i think i was a tad bit angry.
"Red Portrait"
short breathes.
i breathe.
i fall down
onto the bathroom tile
i hit my head
crack my head
open.
and then it went black.
and when i opened my eyes
i was drowning in my blood
blood everywhere.
everywhere.
all over my scarred body.
rest
i rest on my bed.
my eyes burn of a hell
i close my eyes
to ease the pain
but oddly it burns more
when i shut my eyes.
so i cut out my eyes.
put them into a jar
for you
labeled just for you
your desire
i still remember you.
ur image keeps playing back
in my head.
rewinding fast forwarding
pausing at ur cut up face.
fuck ur smile
and everything else with it.
i only see the darkness
and no light above.
i break a mirror.
and take the glass pieces
and cut my face
till i turn burnt red.
beautiful.
this is an art.
its beautiful.
i love it.
the crimson painting
i painted
just for you
my dear.