"Born to be Torn"


The feeling of bleeding

The feeling of pain

Now is fleeting

Sinking down the drain

Red waters keep rushing

The filthy knife keeps on brushing

By my searing skin

But I know of a worse ache

Hidden deep within

Looking up into the mirror

I look into those orbs, my own eyes

Filled with hate, pain, and anguish

Waiting for my own demise

Watching the knife

Drifting at my side

Make a small cut

The sting soon subsides

Unlike the emotions that always attack

The feelings I feel like a knife in my back

Won't forget me

Though I've tried to forget

The dagger I hold will end my regrets

It grazes my skin

Like all the pain breaks my heart

I'll finally win

When I'm torn apart