sliceaway the streams of fear, face the trauma, the black becomes clear
feel the blade feel inner peace, blood will flow like a pressure release
cracked emotions
i'm bleeding, i'm bleeding
problems deceased
i'm bleeding, my pressure's released
carved my wrist but missed the vein, way too shallow, my problems remain
my temple i desecrate, can't face the future my past is my fate
you brought me flowers
it was more than you gave me when i was alive
your cold eyes shed a tear
more emotion in a second than you showed me in a lifetime
you said that you will miss me
then you bent down and kissed me
but the warmth had passed from your lips |