Something I Made You Do
Wrap your hands around my arm, it'll be alright
Wrap them around my throat, make sure they're very tight
Give me a wet nasty kiss, on the cheek
Bite my skin, don't make it weak
Because in the end when that light appears
Double check to make sure the pain disappears
I will perish like skin to fire, if you don't leave it forgot
Doesn't really matter does it, I will still die and rot
Stop complaining do this for me
I want this now, only you can do this
You hold the key
You grab my arm so lovingly
Now get rough goddammit, make sure you bend it back, I want to see
Make me safe and make me warm
As that hot glass penetrates my arm
It's okay, no need to cry
You may hold the glass, but it is not you who has broke me, but it is I
Now carve those words that they said
Oh, how they no longer will be in my head
Whore, Crazy, Stupid bitch
Don't stop not even when I flinch
They're all over me now like ants to a crumb
Don't feel bad, I'm nothing but lowly scum
Now the final step must be done
You may be afraid but for me this is quite fun
Please let them know after I am gone that they have won
As the end comes close, here comes that wonderfully evil sun
Now push me back into the flame
Please don't pick yourself to blame
As you caress my face it is horribly scarred
Now push me when I'm caught off guard
Watch me fall and perish slowly
As you here my screams raspy and holy
As the grief comes of what you have done to me
You will selfishly deny my plea
And come die and it is now we
But it is to late can't fix it anymore
But you just smiled as I swore
Why must you die with a stupid whore
But You just laugh and turn and say we will make it through
Told not to feel bad
But I can't help to
Because this is something
I Made You Do
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Longest poem I've written, And yah. I was scared to post this awhile ago...
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