I HAVE THE BLOOD PRESSURE OF SOMEONE DYING

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so i'll sever my throbbing vein

so i'll suffer from that pain

the crimson blood will gurgle out

sticky, warm, i'll scream and shout

i'll gouge your words out from my flesh

although through them i've been blessed

i can't just leave them here to haunt

when love recedes and passion's gone

i'll sew you out of my own skin

forget your touch, ingrained within

rip my soul and spirit apart

just to wring you from my heart

i'll take a knife, serrate my brain

rendering me completely maimed

too much thinking thoughts of you

i hate it through and through

my blood will run and then stop cold

a broken me you will behold

but you're the one to hold the knife

i have to, must save my own life

before you do all that yourself

before you leave me in the depths

i can't let that happen! this time, no!

i love you, but i must let you go

- i'll never hurt myself as much as i know you can and probably will

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