I sit here staring at my wrist,
and the blade in the other hand.
Wondering If i should,
draw it slowly, Or make it quick,
And Take My place In the Damnation of Hel,
For My cowardice, and fear,
For running From my fate,
And my numberous other Crimes,
i wish that i Could still pay for, But i know i already have
So i deside i should i face it,
and continue on.
So i slice my arms,
and other places where no one will see,
Hoping I'll Heal Quickly,
So i that i mite stand strong,
and continue my fight.
So i mite see the plans the gods have for me threw,
In Hope they wont send me back for another Try,
As they have many times before,
Just as I being to see as they do.
And learn things that No mortal shouldnt,
But yet they let me Live, Understanding as they act threw those around me
But that In itself is a diffrent Tale, For this mad man to tell.
 hellflame3000 · Thu Jul 14, 2005 @ 01:59am · 13 Comments |
