My mind is full of rotten blood and disgusting twigs that are sliced into twos, making branches of my thoughts
Screaming through bloody teeth that are falling out
Eating my arms till you can see the bones
My mind is twisted into two parts,
The happiness that never happens and
The sadness that never leaves.
I live in even numbers
I breathe in even numbers
I cut in even numbers
I choke on even numbers.
Two, two
Sometimes four.
I've stuck a pin in my palm and sucked out the blood
I've written this out before, I've heard this song before, I know how it ends.
I've been in love before and I've been hurt before,
Feeling loved and being loved are two different things.
I didn't know that then but I know that now since
It's been two months since my heart was ripped into shreds.
I've almost ended everything two times,
Always late at night
Always fails
And I always keep the notes under my bed in case I decide to go through with it even though I never will.
