Saturday, December 19, 2009

Cold

Suicidal tendencies
Seeing my breath as I breathe
Emotionless heart of mine
Wish I could go back in time
To protect and prevent from the pain
That runs all out through my veins
Stabbed in the back repeatedly
Still I live with dignity
A faith so deep
I walk a road of needles bare feet
I can't say me myself and I
Because me? Myself has died
So its just I
Caught up in a lie
Believing the hurt would subside
Making me able to forget
The regrets I can't let
Go. .
Things I wouldn't like you to know
Wish I could just pull the trigger
And accept what comes next
My friend did it before
She died the best. .


And every time I cut
I swear it heals so good
Its like a pattern puzzle
Embedded in my skin real good
Inside its blue
But the blood drips purple
Its facts that I'm dead
Still alive means red
Unforgettable past
Its history being read
Cold as winter
Frozen like the poles
Santa couldn't reach me
Killed his rain deer when he wasn't home
Peace, love and freedom?
Oh how I need em
H. I. P. P. I. E.
New age hipster
That's me
Dying for my rebirth
On a place outside this earth
Away from it all
On a new planet real small
Galaxies in a universe undiscovered
Yeah there I wouldn't be bothered
But until then though
I'm trapped from escape
Awaiting my hearts intake
Of a new love that's true
Thoughts of it being you
Icicle of a body left alone
Emotionless to the opposite
That aren't as cold. .

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