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I lay in bed
staring at the wall
willing the tears
not to fall
my friends no longer there
they left me alone
they disgarded me
like yesterday's clothes.
God how I hate them
or is it Gods
I'm so damn confused
all I want is to prod
at the vien
throbbing in my wrist
poke at it
let the blood flow with a wish.
A wish of death
a wish of hate
I wish they would die
be cut up into bait
for the soulless creatures
that go bump in the night
the vampires and demons
let them hear of my plight.
What a plight it is
this emotional pain
I must carve it in
leave a scar again
What a fabulous scar
it shines in the light
reflected back at me
I think I'll die this night.
 DarkMistressOfTheLight · Thu May 31, 2007 @ 02:48am · 0 Comments |
