Stabbed for KnowingShe knew and she knows still. She is capable of reading between the lines of fabrication and routine. We alone shared the struggle of opening our eyes after being decapitated by the molestor's guillotine. The asenine failure of humanity has come, but not because they are murdurers. It is because they claim to know of the serenity that awaits them; no serenity awaits those who have never known the inescapable clutches of hell. You can never truly want to live, unless you have ever truly wanted to die. She knows. She knows the pain.Stabbed for Knowing
Taken InnocenceThe ones who sit and silently bleed are the ones we mock when they cry out in need.Taken Innocence
Throw out your jokes we'll play your game- while this internal war blinds us with shame.
What God is just who watches in spite as we're torn at the heart -a known Devil's delight.
How deep can I bleed? It's right to the core I can't forgive and forget It will take so much more.
From laughing self-innocence to ungodly rape my wrists are my freedom from my soul's wretched shape.
Finding an outletEyes are cold Eyes tell lies for my sins I must penalizeFinding an outlet
Do not praise Do not glorify all this hatred that I testify
Love is gone Love doesn't exist A life in which joy never kissed
My broken heart My shattered dreams I call for you with silent screams
A soul that hurts A soul that bleeds Now on my body this devil feeds
Look at my arms!
Look what I've done! A scourge of rage is what I've begun
My own blood My own ecstacy a case of knives is
Horus
RoseCutI sit here knife in hand Staring at the wrist I’ve cut A thousand times Wondering why I do it Why I take pleasure In watching myself bleed Feeling the burning As the sharpened edge Enters the flesh thatCut
I hate so much Why can’t I just Get it over with And move this knife To the heart That wants to stop beating So badly Then I’ll have finally found A place to rest And I can look back And not regret a single thing Because regret is overrated, I can’t do anything to change it So I just took it For what it was
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