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Gone
I can't believe this, Doin' what I said I'd never do All because I was lying here Thinking about you
I had a hard choice to make And if you were lying, or trying to make amends It was really fucked what you said, "I don't love you anymore, I just wanna be friends."
That hurt me for real Kristin, It hurt me real deep So I held my object up, Light glinting off the teeth
You took my will to live Krickit, You were the spice to my life Some say I lived by the sword, And yet I die by this knife?
I close my eyes As I insert the tip A small grin comes to my face As I bite my lower lip
I let out a great sigh, Relief washing over like a flood. I feel the warm, sticky wetness now, The strange metallic scent of blood.
I never got to hold you, Or feel your hand in mine. Though I could've ended this quickly with a Gat or a Nine
I sure hope this reaches you, That your plan's gone awry. Now there's nobody to care for me, Nobody to even cry.
I wanted to prolong my suffering, To show how much I care Though this pain alone I can certainly bear
Incisions, there are many, Covering almost every vein, My limbs are feeling leaden now And there's almost no pain.
I didn't leave a suicide note On the floor, or by the bed, I figured I'd be original, So it's carved in my arms instead.
It doesn't say "I Love You." I didn't call you a "cheating whore" It's just simply your name, Carved 50 times or more.
I'd much rather face this, Then trudge this dark world alone There's only one word to describe me now ... Gone.
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