ThatxGirl

De Sweet Taste of Blood

You hurt me
again and again
you hurt me
until i cry
you hurt me
until i cant even see true my eyes anymore
you hurt me
until i beg you to stop
you hurt me
until i cant even trust my own breath
I hurt myselve
it was you who hurt me from inside,
but to escape from the pain im my heart,
i started breakin my own fingers
punching in my own face
You hurt me
but only from inside
The broken legs en arms, the nive in my hand
And that sweet taste of blood
i did it whole by myselve

Talking to the death

I am sitting in my room
On the cold floor
Red blood flows out of my thousends of wounds
I am sitting in my room
Suffering from everything i do
Suffering from the pain
I am sitting in my room
Screaming out of the window:
Dear Death, if you want me so much
Come and get me, come and get me pleas
And then it was done, no pain anymore
No thoughts anymore
no need to suffer anymore
no dreams anymore
And no life anymore
If death wont come to me
I will bring myself to him
The last feeling was the feeling of blood
that flows out of my mouth
And the last thing i thougt:
There it is, the answer from the death
I was talking to the death, and now its talking back