I feel I've lost my heart,
It's taking me.
It's taking control.
I can't stop it.
The longing for pain,
The lust for death,
The hatred for the world.
the blade,
It feels so good,
Dragging itself across my wrist.
The heat of the red,
Feels soothing to
My cold skin.
I tell myself,
"Just a little more..."
Pressing deeper,
My vision blurs.
Passed out,
Heart slowing,
Bleeding more and more.
All it took, was
Just a little more.
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