![Log In Log In](/branding/icons/new/encrypted.png)
Log In
(some of you may have read this poem on a different writters page. fear
not, this is my work, and it was written under the name of Saint_Reaper.
thats my old account and im moving some poems from there to here since
i will shut that page down soon...)
When i sleep,
I dream
all visions of death
razor blades and needles,
it's
a bloody mess
When I wake, still dreaming
though these
be dreams of life,
I'm scared, start shaking
grab me the knife
one slice it's over
no more, I'm done
blood drains, limbs
twitch
now I'm nothing but numb
she sees the body
can
do nothing but stare
tears form in her eyes
fore she really did
care
but she didn't stop and think
no, she didn't realize
it tore his fucking heart out
every single time she lied
so he had to go
|yeah, it was time to leave
had to show his
pain
with a single slice under his sleeve