it's getting harder
just keeping life and soul together
i'm sick of fighting
even though i know i should
the cold is biting
through each and every nerve and fibre
my broken spirit is frozen to the core
don't wanna be here no more
a silent swipe with a sharp object against my wrist
the bloodsuckers rush to my room, their tongues lapping at my wounds
i asked them, 'what does it taste like?'
they told me to find out for myself
the blood drips down onto my carpet at 4 AM, all are asleep
reddened thighs, bloodstained mattresses, a cigarette in my eye
because i can't ever forget about you, you're haunting me
no priest could shun you out of my house
why won't you leave me alone? i've done everything
you told me there weren't any cameras, that the creeps aren't real
i told you everything
were you with them this whole time?
i bet i bet i bet you were
the blood on my walls stare me down every night
giving me directions to the razors
whispering into my ears
telling me
to just
end
