

blunt edgeits the blunt edge of a knife the one that wants to sparkle and shimmer in its sinister state of natureblunt edge
Like scoring a fingertip down it Forcing a throat across it It severs your nerves And shatters your spirit
And the crimson, the crimson makes it more appealing The tearstains make it more revealing
A guilty conscience pours with the flow
It burns in my mind every regret every memory Each time I think about it it's like it was but yesterday
And I hate you for it.


stolen empathyStolen Empathystolen empathy
Alone in a crowded room stolen empathy from my fingertips The cold glass of that vial Gently caressing my lips
When did it get so lonely in here? A thousand muddled thoughts How was I too distracted by my studies? Dying embodiment of all that i fear... Of all that I am set to lose
I won't let you in Your poor eyes My poor heart Just leave, walk away And I'll call out that I'm...
I can barely make out the shatter of the glass My lips are stinging, my hands wringing When I realise what I've done


mid-city gutterIm a painstaking flower Sprung up from a mid-city gutter Thats isolated from nothing But lax and lacking in sultry ideas As Delicate as glass shards Dripping like the venom that poisons your blood And curses your veins Theres no use being so toxic No use at allmid-city gutter
I want you to be everything I can never achieve Unworldly good Id merrily steal and provide
It if keeps on this way Youll end up packing your bags
Like the characters in moving pictures do Rushed and uncoordinated like my unsteady breaths Black and whit
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