My body is a temple,
My mind is a maze.
All I want now,
Is to be free of their gaze.
I want to be alone,
Quiet once more.
But all they want,
Is to use me as a whore.
They call me an insolent child,
Useless and weak.
I try hadr to keep them in,
But these tears seem to leak.
I sit in my room,
The blade to my wrist.
I want to end it all,
Cause right now I am pissed.
It would be so easy,
Just cut across the vein.
I have to have some relief,
So I go out in the rain.
I like the rain,
It covers my blood and tears.
The rain is froever my friend,
And this will happen for years.



don't really like this one as much as my others but hey, its here so i'm putting it up.