Dreaming
of me bleeding
constantly
i dont want to die
just bleed
into the night
why are these thoughts
of knifes and crimson blood
always on my mind
i dont want to see
anyone crying for me
when im face down
in my loving blood

i try to see
the good things
in my life
but they*re censored
out of my mind
i try to find
a happy place
to sit inside my head
but its no use

so i take the knife again
and press it to my wrist
a blood bubble ozzes
from the tip

daddy forgive me
i didnt mean
for this
to be the end
i just wanted
to see a little more
blood from me

every drop of blood
is for every tear
that went un-noticed
so let me bleed

it was my only
dream
 
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