Bleeding for you
By Knightmare Elite
I bleed the blood dark as red only to feel it in my head.
A gentle throbbing and my head bobbing as I lean against the bed.
I want to be free of pain and what makes me sad.
It's only how I go about it that makes me seem bad.
I don't cut for spite, retribution or simply attention.
It's my damn business beyond your comprehension.
So what if I love girls does that make me wrong?
Do you hate me for wanting to feel her pink thong?
The feel is so wonderful all sharp and slight.
With a simple knick and scrap, I see that glorious sight.
Come forth little bubble, so red and true.
I raise my arms leading a fresh trail for you.
Bleed me dry of all that I shall hate.
If not for my sins of love, than be for when I masturbate.
No one understands me like you do always ready to hear my words.
I speak her name in a chorus of fleeting white birds.
I smile to see her once again even if we can never be.
Her smile so soft and pure will never escape me.
It is so sweet and utterly beautiful I want it forever as I close my fist.
With this blade I carve it within my wrist.
I see your face, your mouth and those cute little ears.
When I pull away the razor I can see those bloody tears.
I bleed the blood as dark as red only to watch it flow from your head.
Why do they care if I love a girl, does their jurisdiction control my world?
I am who I am I don't care what they may say.
I bleed for her; feel her hear must be this way even if I may be…
You may think I cut for pleasure or to alleviate my pain.
But it is all I can do to keep our love sane.