You were 27 I was just 15 You were a bad man I was obscene I did things I shouldnt I thought I was good I thought I was a good girl When I said I would I cried my little heart out I broke my little soul I did what you wanted At fiften years old Im cold and numb inside I want to dissapear I want to be dead and silent And not feel And not breathe And not ache And not remember Anymore His hands Her eyes Her crying Him whimpering GO AWAY GO AWAY. Burning lathe slice through the flesh, the flesh is the only innocent part of me, it aches blood, it whimpers blood. Its demented tears weep from the wounds. I slip silently to sleep, where angels cry and die. I foolishly fall into a soft scream of anguish. Im dying. Im falling apart. Help me Im not emo Im broken Im not evil Im broken Attention seeking Im broken Blood is seeping Im broken You can laugh now Im broken I wont hate you Im broken. Im broken. Im broken. I want you to rip into your flesh and drag your fingernails through it and washthe streets with your tears and sweat and blood. Your unclean and un deserving. You deserve dirt and hatred but your not even worth death to me. I want you to suffer and ache and cry and fall apart and f'ucking paaaaaain. I f'ucking hate you you sinful little bi'tch. I fu'cking hate everything you are! I AM ME. Im schizophrenic Im two faced Im hypothetic Im out of place Im falling apart Im falling in hate Im breaking your heart Im trying to celebrate But I almost felt good It was almost all fine I almost let go And thought this life aint mine . Infectious. My disease infects those around me, those that are vulnerable to this virus. Tears of crimson are rolling down her cheeks, and she is writing angry letters to herself... they fall apart. My words haunt them and infect their hearts, They spread through their corpses until theyre own wounds seep blood to infect the ones nearest to them Touch my skin its so cold it burns black thick scars into your perfect lives. I touch you and lift your spirit to help you see the good in yourself. But I see nothing but blackness. I am blind and dying. Simpering and sighing. Blind and blinding. Evil and dead. I loved myself once. 11 years ago. calisse sinclaire, rest in pieces . Im sorry i never loved you Im sorry i hit you hard Im sorry i made you cry Im sorry i called you a 'tard' Im sorry if i ever hurt you On the inside or the out Im sorry if i didnt Cos I hate you and all your about Im sorry that your still here Im sorry you can breathe Im sorry that your dying Im sorry you wont leave I AM ME.