Self Destruction

I'm in too deep to be reached this time, don't wade in to save me, you may drown in the river of my blood which is dripping from my wrists and trip over the fragments of my heart. But if you do enter the depths of my despair pick up a fragment and pierce your skin with the point til you draw blood and your blood creates ripples, til death do we part. And as I fall to my knees, my fingers reaching for you don't run to save me, as self destruction is such a pretty little thing. Just watch from afar, I know it will difficult but life was difficult and I know that He is eagerly waiting my arrival, he can't wait til he can touch the pulse on my neck, feel blood surge through it and know that I am here for eternity. And when I am gone, don't remember me, just remember a girl who grew into a woman who could not recover from the horrors that she had witnessed and how misery was her only friend. How misery stalked her like a tiger ready to pounce on its next victim, turned her dreams a dark shade and how tears would run down her face and be absorbed into her face, her lip piercing had rusted over the years when the tears had reached the metal and caused it to rust, just like her coffin rusting now, the edges rotting just like my soul without my soul mate.