Oct 11 2011
Right Through My Kill
Living life utterly rejected.
Feeling my heart being neglected.
I can still feel you through this pain.
Why can’t you see this ain’t a game…
When blood pours right down my face,
It’s my mind, I gotta brace.
I can’t believe, you didn’t stay.
All you had to do, was turn away.
I’m stuck in this maze.
Now do you understand, my lethargic lay…
Say my prayers, then take this knife.
It will end, this bitter strife.
My words spilled on the ground.
They don’t shake, no not a sound.
What I said, is what I said.
Do you get what, I meant…
Blade strikes right through my chest
All it held was my life and mess.
Please, God take this useless heart.
Bring it back, to have a start.
This pain…
this bloody stain…
I live right through my kill
It’s as if, it’s against my will….
this is amazing, you got all the right words, and every line seems to have a meaning
This is great