*trigger-ish*
It's calling to me..
I want to cut myself to pieces..
Let the crimson red flow..
Maybe I will be at peace for once?
Who knows.. But the blade is calling my name..
A cut here..
A cut there..
A cut anywhere I can fit it in..
I want to cut myself until there's no more room to cut.
I want to go so deep, as to make the blood flow seem eternal..
I want to cut so horribly, that it kills me... and finally makes me at rest..
*blushes* sorry everyone.. I had to get it out somewhere... I just..
Today is the second worse yet... :'( The depression is taking me deep
into the blue.. and I'm afraid that it's going to be killing me soon...
I can't take much more.. as much as I know people are hoping
I get through.. there just aren't enough careing people left here
to keep me going... :\
It's calling to me..
I want to cut myself to pieces..
Let the crimson red flow..
Maybe I will be at peace for once?
Who knows.. But the blade is calling my name..
A cut here..
A cut there..
A cut anywhere I can fit it in..
I want to cut myself until there's no more room to cut.
I want to go so deep, as to make the blood flow seem eternal..
I want to cut so horribly, that it kills me... and finally makes me at rest..
*blushes* sorry everyone.. I had to get it out somewhere... I just..
Today is the second worse yet... :'( The depression is taking me deep
into the blue.. and I'm afraid that it's going to be killing me soon...
I can't take much more.. as much as I know people are hoping
I get through.. there just aren't enough careing people left here
to keep me going... :\
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