Poetry

Someone

written by: twonite

Tired of everything that was
Fall to my knees in pain, be crushed
Carry me to my shallow grave
Hold me tight
You might never hold me again
Stitch up the pieces of my heart
Tie me together so i don't fall apart

My heart beats slow like a drum
But having a heart
Doesn't make you someone
The blood on my wrists
A worthless kiss
Doesn't make you any less alone

I will scream until i have no breath
I'll cut until there's no skin left
Why not flirt with death?
I've got nothing to lose
Because i've got nothing left

My heart beats slow like a drum
But having a heart
Doesn't make you someone
The blood on my wrists
A meaningless kiss
Doesn't make you any less alone
I will scream until i have no breath
I'll cut until there's no skin left
Until there's no skin left
Until there's no part of me left