Sweet Death's Embrace

What a stupid bitch he mutters beneath his breath. And may it be your death he sneers as I'm in tears knowing he hears my sobs and doesn't give a damn. I moan and shudder in my cell of personal, self created hell. And though its at my hands is this true repremand for all the deeds and evil seeds I planted? My mind is melting as the walls are slanted his sinister laughter echoing, throughout me and this queer domain. My eyes snap open groggily Look at her, ridiculous upon the floor, the incubus thinking she's something in this world of real people... Wishin you were prissy, really, go on, just run and chuck up. Yeah I know you can hear me, you slutty-fuck up. and close in pain once more. Suddenly, I realise I'm home and on the floor. My heart in bits of four; my brain in vain implores stop this nonsense. Wake up snap out of this defence it's useless! but lazes back into stupor apathetic, inert once more. I feel the metho in my blood I watch my hand as though detatched and four more pills to be despatched woah, I'm blind I giggle mindless kind of breathless shove them in chew... chew.... swallow......... Right. Tonight I've given up the fight. Memories echo I'm willing to let go so here is my final attempt. In my right hand all the while glinting malicious and vicious, yet delicious is my one true friend when I seek an end. No one else cares for my pain but this one helps it drain again and again. Lift up the skirt just in case it doesn't work. Thick, red, clotted lines artfully, oh so sublime greet my eyes like old friends won't mend maybe its all the SHIT you're taking forsaking ME your precious HEAD the threats, insults, doubts all flood as still my hands itch for my blood. Insane laughter resonating, and I realise through hazy, lazy eyes --- I'm on the floor I'm all alone I'm way far gone can see my bones through my own skin and moping for the way I hate... hate what I've become. Everything I've done. And now I'll start the fun without any other one. In tears the years that I once had flash back and I sit and think one moment before I slit the skin digging in the blade so sweet the pain so pure the only truth that I am sure exists within this twisted world. Around the handle fingers curl, blood seeping out in little swirls. Push a little deeper and a moan escapes my lips. Soon it drip, drip, drips onto the floor within my palm and I relish this self harm. Slashing from one side to the other I cringe and grin and mouth I smother musn't let sound carry to the rest of those poor fools. You people may want to live in this sick and awful place. But I.... I'd rather taste sweet death's embrace. Sweet Death's Embrace Scroll down