18 April 2012
Warning:
Slight morbidity
pull out the knife to see the reflection on that blunt blade
squeeze all the sorrow on a piece of cloth called misery and varnish the blade with it
move the cloth up and down following the traces of the past
place the blade across the white stubbornness press it down so the hidden regret can dampen the selfishness
all that's seen is a few drops of red confusion a few lines of sinking sensation
rinse the ugly scar that is stained with confusion under running sadness
wash away the sorrow that has been stuck in a corner of the heart with the tears
put the knife away for the next time when the time comes, it will be useful
seeking comfort from the pain that accompanies it's the alpha and omega of sanity.
Emo's Confession • Opuss № I