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Nothing
happiness seems to never last
as these bloodstains drip on past
bloody hands and broken skin
a small penance for a life of sin
hatred dwells behind the mask
hatred towards myself, but why you ask?
because i am selfish, stupid, and starting to fray
if only i could have my way
none would mourn my sightless corpse
but alas.....my body still warp's
it twists and bends and goes away
but is always still just molded clay
to slice and move and open wide
to hurt myself and behind that hide
from the pain of my misery
with the help of self butchery
cut myself open and bleed it out
take away all the pains, no shout
stay quiet about the pain, don't tell a soul
just try to fill that big fucking hole
in my mind and in my heart
just cut it open and watch it start
let it drip, let it drop
keep on going, just don't stop
a little more and it'll all be better
i guess i should have written that letter
before i cut, before i die
before i tell the bigest lie
i want to die, yet want to live
but this solace i cannot give
i am no man who can ease the hurt
because how can i be anything when i'm just dirt
in my mind....i am nothing
