Untitled Number Five

In the tears of my self mutilation I lie
Driven back by the silent screams of hope
As it plunges down into the deep, dark cavers of my soul
I can’t believe, after all I’ve done for you
How you treat me
I’ve cries for you
I’ve bled for you
I’ve sold my fucking soul for you
And how do you thank me?
Telling me how much you love her
Great way to say thankyou
But guess what sugar,
I’ve found a new, better, way to say ‘I love you’

In blood.

Poem by Sisky Biz.

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