I close my eyes and all I see is Blood.
Bloody wrists
A bloody razor
Aloody cuts.

Crimson red laces my thoughts
I cannot excape this reality
I'm addict
I'm caught.

Bloody wrists
A bloody razor
Bloody cuts:
The reminiscent traces of my
Painful anguish.

Crimson red
Oh what a burning sensation
Crimson red
Has infected my imagination.

I close my eyes, for I don’t want to See
This sickening sweet crime I’m About to push into me.

Crimson red outlines lace my skin
I wanted to let this darkness out
But all I’ve done is alllow more in.






 
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