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Razor bones cut through my skin
Enough to put my fingers in
Enough to pull the flesh aside
So I can see the mess inside
All the servants to the parents
Live and breathe beneath their thumb
They cannot talk or speak their mind
Because their parents make them dumb
The blood that boils when I’m alone
Is driven from it’s concealed home
It spurts and scalds the face above
It scars the skin with fucked up love
Tiny Hearts Spin
Every fight you undertake
It just causes my soul to break
The fact I hurt too when you pain
The empathy drives me insane
I feel too much
Its too intense
Earth's membrane aches
It's heart stretched tense
The rawness spreads
It cuts and stings
Like cutting fingers
Scissor things
DeliriousPut us together so
We’ll self-destruct each other
Sellotape us but I can still see the rip
We won’t be any bother
We’ll be beside ourselves forever
If looks could kill
We’d all be blind
We’d be dead every time we looked in the mirror
And whatever you do
Don’t forget to
Cut out the middle man
He swallowed glass,
It felt like silver to me
It sliced his innards
So he threw them up into a nice neat pile
Which I folded neatly
I can taste it in my mouth
Wine makes my mouth bleed
Is it warm?
Is that blood?
Talk so much my gums bleed
Pathetic ReasonI like to hurt myself
Because it feels like flying
I like to watch me bleed
Because I like the psuedo-dying
Self-mutilationI cut myself shaving
I fell down the stairs
No, nobody beats me
No, nobody cares
No, I don’t like to look at my skin while it tears
No, I don’t have depression
No, I have no big fears
Yes, I am beautiful
Why can’t you see?
My blood is like make-up
I paint it on me
I’m trying to make you
Sell attention to me
Don’t you like me to show you how nice I can be?