26 September 2012
Would Scarlet blood against my skin glisten?
Is there no one that will listen?
No one loves, no one to love
Last year was like heaven above
This year will be hard
Just like my heart
What happened to the laughs, jokes, and fun?
Now I can't help but feel numb
Used to be care free,
Now I'm bound
By the chains of reality.
To cut, or not to cut
Runs through my mind.
Not the first time to be thought of but first to be done.
Opuss № I