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Written by vampy
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Saturday, 12 December 2009 |
The sharp pain of those words
embalm me with my tears and blood.
The last nail in my coffin,
is the sweet taste of betrayal.
As i choke on my own blood,
i laugh inside.
I feel no pain, for i felt all these when i was alive
Back to ashes is a salvation from this pathetic life
i bite into my tongue from laughing out loud
for this is a force of habit
to trust and to be betrayed
what is life without one of these
i have bleeded myself dry
now i want you to bleed to death.
Curse of a kind never seen before is what i put on u,
may the cruel saviour have mercy on u
or is mercy not a harmony anymore.
Razor has caressed my arms too many times
but never this sweetly.
I love this tingling sensation as it cuts open my skin
I walk in the blood spilled corridors of my memories
here i come
here i come
hold me high
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Last Updated ( Monday, 14 December 2009 )
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