Minoshiya
Number of posts : 2965 Age : 34 Location : British Columbia, Canada Registration date : 2008-11-25
| Subject: Self-Infliction Thu Jun 18, 2009 12:26 am | |
| I'm sitting in my room with a needle in my hand Staring down at the open wound
Go Ahead and Count the Number Of Hearts Bleeding out from The Wounds of My Body They're Bursting apart with Hate And Jealousy, Love, And Desire
Even now nothing stops this flow No matter How Much I Torture Myself
Try to connect these blood vessels with the needle and string Red Threads That Stitch Through My Flesh And Even this Dizzying Feeling In My Mind Caused From These Wounds It's The Distance Between Us Coming Closer
If You Peel this Flesh, This Mask What Gets Exposed Further is Impurity
The Intoxication is being secretly replaced with Pain Ah, Still I Harbor These Feelings For You Now all I can do is tear apart these stitches...
And Bear This Torture | |
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