Thursday, January 27, 2011

Why Me?

Dripping off my arm
Only myself to harm
All the stains bloody red
Covering my floor and my bed
Can anyone hear
All my screams of fear
Pouring out of me
Like a bloody sea
The clock ticking down
Soon there will be no sound
Only the silence of the dead
Because all the pain was left unsaid

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