Monday, August 27, 2007

Cut by bAby rAych

i cut myself
just right there
on my wrist
where I felt
my pulse


stupid heart
why are you still beating
stop
just stop
won’t you



what are you beating for
he’s no longer here
the only reason
that I let you beat
so that I may live



crimson fluid
draining from my vessels
they feel warm
against my skin
my skin turning blue



i feel cold
my hands are clammy
sweat trickling down my face
i am losing sight
all i see is darkness



take me
take me away from here
this pain I can no longer bear
set me free from the grief
help me, help me



i cut myself
just like that
when you left
turned your back
and said goodbye

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