These marks don't look the same,
Feel the same,
Am I insane?
Your eyes don't feel so right to me.
Have you changed baby?
We grew apart maybe.
These small hands aren't mine, they aren't mine.
I'm so cold this knife is bittersweet, like candy.
Like candy.
Who's gonna kiss my scars?
Play with my hair when I get scared?
Not pull at and shatter my heart?
Not cheat and lie when I'm not there?
Let me tell you little bird, a secret of mine I hide.
I'm full of love to give but I'm dying inside.
These marks don't look the same,
Feel the same,
Am I insane?
Faded to white from red,
I'm still not dead,
I won't play this game.
These scars are bigger than before but
I'm still alive,
I want to die,
Why won't I die?
Closing my fist so tight,
My knuckles turn to white,
Am I alright?
Am I alright?
Whose gonna stop this flow?
I am growing cold.
Won't you hold me close?
Look at my arms,
At my arms, it's not hidden!
Why won't anyone save me?
Well, little bird, I have a secret to tell.
I'm feeling hazy, sir,
Blood so red, it feels like hell
These damn marks are scars,
Can't feel them anymore,
Am I insane?
Fading vision to red, am I dead?
This doesn't feel ok.
It doesn't feel ok.
STAI LEGGENDO
Why Don't I Write You A Poem
PoesiaI write poetry all the time to an empty audience. I don't expect posting it here to be any different but at least I'm putting my work out there.
