Charity Buckley

Rookie (April 20th 1987 / Orangeville)

Sliced


Slit my wrists
Feel the pain
Help me now
I am going insane

Slice by slice
watch me bleed
feel the adreniline
it's what i need

Tears roll down
i tighten my grip
save me now
before i slip

feels so good
i need to do more
look at my arm
watch the blood pour

days gone by
scars from the mess
one more time
relieve the stress

Slit my wrists
feel the pain
help me now
i'm going insane, .

Submitted: Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Edited: Saturday, April 09, 2011
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