3/25/02
I close my eyes
Sharp metal bites my skin
Blade sinking deep
Relief flooding over
Life spilling out
Metallic taste
Overwhelming hate
Salty tears
Unspoken fears
Welcomed addiction
Release of friction
Closing of eyes
Ultimate prize
Blaring sirens
Crying friends
Large black box
That never ends
A preacher's voice
Tears at my choice
They say goodbye
Away I fly
Free of addiction
And sin's conviction
Finally free
To be me
This is the way I think it should be sometimes. This is really blunt, I like it.